Another year has passed. I know the heartache and tears have not gone away. As I wrote last year, I only got to meet Karen one time, and yet could not help but be taken with her beauty, vivaciousness and intelligence. I also have only met her daughter, Kendal one time at her Grandma Bert's apartment, I have yet to meet Will. I am hoping to take a journey back with them, my friend, Karen's husband Bill, a week from today. Stay together, stay strong, sending love. Dave.