Roxie turned 13 yesterday. She loves the felt crown I made her, blue & green with lace around the rim. (Max asked for a purple and bubble gum pink felt crown for his birthday next week so I took his head measurement and wrote in permanent marker his name next on my measuring tape... He also put in his request for Pad Thai and chocolate cake with pistachio pudding frosting. He wanted to take Roxie & Sam to the baseball game, so we were going to eat at 5 so they would be on time to the game.) We celebrated at 2:00 pm since Grandpa John was leaving for fishing trip to Canada that afternoon.
The rest of the story is that early this morning Grandma Sandy rang the front door bell with the chief of police and a detective to tell us the bad news about our son. No foul play, is the official investigation, apparent suicide. Grandpa cut short his dream fishing trip. Max's memorial service will be on his birthday, Friday the 25th, 7 pm at the LDS Church, Level Rd. We will wear purple and bubble gum pink instead of black. We will sing, remember him, miss him. And eat birthday cake with everyone who comes to grieve with us.