I found out that a student from WHS died as the result of a car crash today. He was a star football player who would have had a complete scholarship next fall, and he was t-boned by a drunk driver.
Seems like something like this happens at least once a year. It sucks. It really sucks.
My niece had a little boy after 1 am this morning. His name is Jaxon Keith Ammons, is very healthy, and was born on my dad's 80th birthday. My father's third great-grandson.
This really meant a lot to everyone in the family. I only wish they had named him after my father, but I guess you can't have everything.