Diane sat at the same long table during our sophomore year in Mr. Johnson's art class at Northrop High School. Diane was quiet and creative, and those were a couple of her gifts. We were around the same age as her daughter.
I cannot imagine how it would feel to lose a child. I encourage Diane to remember her daughter's gifts as I remember her and the gifts she shared during art class, which seems like only yesterday.
http://www.usatoday.com/.../teen-dead-wisdom.../28838695/
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