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We grieve with you Ken and Cheryl
Today was ordinary. Doug got up earlier than me to make coffee, thankfully, or I would still be in bed. I don’t get up until the aroma wafts into my dreams. I took my dog for a run on our usual route, snapped pictures of the grassy, golden hills and early morning sun. But for my friends Cheryl and Ken, everything in their world changed last night when they received the news that a drunk driver had killed their young son, Travis. Nothing can describe the dark, desolate nig
