It’s been a little tough on old team Peterson the last month or so and we’ve really proven that old adage about life.  You know the one … no one gets out alive.

Aside from my writer’s ego being on life support right now, the girls and I recently lost a couple close members of our family. Along with that, my pending 50th high school reunion has reminded me of the good friends and fellow Northern High classmates that I’ve lost in the past year or so.  It’s not the brightest of subjects, but, like the rest of you, it’s not something we can avoid.  Like they say, no one gets out alive.