His name was Kevin Murray.  I can't say I have given Kevin much thought since high school, but seeing his name and picture were strange.  A "Hi there, how are you?" at the reunions.  I don't know how he died.  I don't need to know, I guess...  I just hope it wasn't something like suicide.  One can never tell.  It has, however made me think about my own mortality.  I'm not really afraid to die.  It will happen when it is my time.  I had a preacher tell me I was going to die within three days of his "Prophecy" once.  That was about ten years ago.  I'm no longer involved in the Pentecostal church any more because of him.  (ASSHOLE!)  I had a psychic tell me I'm going to live a long life.  That was about eight years ago.  We will see... 

Being in Arizona, I'm feeling the miles between my family and myself.  I think of my parent's mortality a lot.  They are on the older side...77 and 73.  I have such a great fear of one of them passing away while I'm here.  My parents are in fairly good health.  I am sending positive energy out...My parents are going to be just fine.

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On a totally separate note.  Freaky has a kidney stone.  He and I spent the day in the emergency room yesterday.  He started having serious pain at about 2:30 a.m.  He didn't wake me, but when I woke up on my own, he said that we are going to MMI and then to the hospital.  We went to the ER and didn't even see a doctor for five hours.  He needed a CT scan and an ultrasound.  He has a stone that is approximately 5 mm.  OMG!  I was really scared for him at that moment.  I have never had something like this happen to me, however, my older sister has had three or four kidney stones.  She gave her advice, plenty of water and cranberry juice.  The doc said the same thing.  Freaky has a Rx for some heavy pain killers.  All he can do now is wait and hope this thing breaks up in his bladder on its own.  I feel so bad for him.  I simply don't know what to say or do.  I'm just going to keep the water and juice flowing.  He went to school and work today.  Speaking of school.  His teacher isn't going to mark him for the absence.  Apparently, none of the other students have ever got in touch with him for an absence.  (Attendance is 1/4 of Freaky's grade at MMI.)  I was really glad to hear that.  Freaky is trying so hard to be one of the best in his class!