It is Monday Morning,
Memorial Day 2008, at 8:45 in Newport Beach, California. The dreaded phone call that no parent should ever get comes. It is
our wedding anniversary this bright and cheerful day. My husband and I just counted our blessings at a romantic Italian restaurant
the night before. We met and married within a month, Memorial Day 1978, exactly thirty years ago. There is much to celebrae.
We have two loving duaghters. We have our health, our careers, our friends and our family unit. We live in beautiful Southern
Califonia, near the Pacific Ocean. These are to be our best years, and yet one phone call changes our lives forever.