Death has come a knockin'

I had hoped to update on some great progress of mine.  Were it be the fact that I'm completely organized, or that I've increased my mileage in preparation for the marathon in October, but instead the most recent update unfortunately deals with a death ... and I have no claim to the other such accomplishments, yet.

My biological father passed away on Tuesday am, of a massive heart attack, at 50 years of age.  So young!  I didn't grow up with him, so I never really did develop an emotional attachment, but my heart is breaking for those close to him; his wife, Heidi, son, Wyatt, and daughter, Madi.

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