Remembering...

34 years ago this weekend, no one is sure exactly what day, a precious soul took his own life. His death and, more importantly, his life, have had a strong impact on me through those years.

So much of an impact that around ten years ago, a wish turned into an idea, which became the beginning of a story.  The story would take years to grow from that single idea, but in November 2011, it became a published, hold-in-your-hands book. Not much later, the second book was begun. Today, the second is nearly finished.

My hope and fervent prayer is that no one ever believes I “used” my friend’s death for my novel. The reality is that the story was born of my love for him and how desperately I missed a dear friend.