Some dear friends lost a family member without any warning earlier this month. She was only in her 20s.
Today I worked for the first time with a couple of inmates who are housed in a less secure facility at the jail known as the annex. They are among the select few who are able to work under supervision at local companies or at jobs on the grounds of the county complex.
While I was waiting to meet with them, I noticed a bulletin board near the entrance covered with photocopied obituaries of young men. I assume they had all passed through the jail at one time. It was overwhelming to see tragedy concentrated like that.
Life doesn't make a lot of sense some days. Time to go give Roger and Jack some hugs and kisses.
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