#ripronin

Remember Ronin.

When my two younger sons walked in after school that day, I could see it in their glassy eyes, their sagging shoulders and low hung heads, I could hear it in hitched breaths and stuttered sniffles; they already knew. Their young friend and teammate was dead. Upper Natoma Rowing Club (photo courtesy of Facebook) We all…

Remember Ronin.

When my two younger sons walked in after school that day, I could see it in their glassy eyes, their sagging shoulders and low hung heads, I could hear it in hitched breaths and stuttered sniffles; they already knew. Their young friend and teammate was dead. Upper Natoma Rowing Club (photo courtesy of Facebook) We all…