Last Tuesday would have been Trevor’s thirty-second birthday, except that Trevor was killed in an automobile accident on January 18, 2001, meaning he’ll be "Forever 29." Our son Daryl (Trevor’s younger brother) visited Trevor’s grave on Tuesday, put a dozen roses on the grave, scattered the rose petals around, took this picture, and e-mailed it to us. It makes me rather nostalgic…. Thanks, Daryl. His sister Heather took some flowers to the grave later that same day and was quite surprised to see that "someone had been there first." I’m pretty sure it’s still a mystery to her who left the roses!

We were living in Otterbein, Ohio, when Trevor was born on September 9, 1971. Six months later we moved to Mentor On the Lake, Ohio, when I was transferred by TRW to Clevleand, Ohio. We sure do miss you, Trevor. On my website is some information about his death and funeral (see the sidebar).

The weather has changed dramatically in the past few days. Summer is definitely over and winter can’t be far behind. Perhaps we’ll have one of those legendary Colorado winters??? We’ve been here almost five years and all the winters have been very mild. We’ve been in a drought for the past three years and a major winter would be welcome. Tonight another cold front will come storming through with rain here and snow in the mountains (Pikes Peak is already covered with snow). The good part is that I’ve been able to turn off the sprinklers as we’re getting plenty of rain.

Our lives are full and very busy. I’ve been lately lamenting how little free time I have to work on things that I’d like to do. I’ve been called as the Young Men’s President in the ward which will require a major investment of time. More on that in some future blog. Meanwhile, "Happy birthday, Trevor. Hope you’re celebrating with a lot of friends!"