For many of you, my blog readers, are family and friends and know my family’s recent tragedy. For the other readers I will explain my blog absense for the last month or so. On evening of March 7th my world as a father came crashing down with one single phone call. I had recieved this call from my ex-wife that our oldest son, Tanner 19, was in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. Through her tears all she could say was that they were doing CPR and she was scared. Where they live to the closest hospital is 35 min if driving fast as an ambulance would. I waited with my iPhone in my hand until they arrived at the hospital to receive word from her on my sons condition. That call came just a few minutes after they stopped CPR and pronunced the time of death at 11:54PM from a blood clot in his lungs. My world changed with that one 30 second phone call, I couldn’t breathe or talk. The following days were a blur from the next day traveling to Iowa to make funeral arrangements to the end of the week when we finally got to say good bye and bury my son. The last few weeks have been very tough for me as a father and for the rest of the family. I have always found great peace in working on my RV-8 and the joy of building. I was having trouble just getting through a day let alone wanting to do something productive. As the days have gone by I have been able to get back to work and adjusting to a new normal. Thanks to great family and friends, especially Tricia, Thomas and Glenn, I have a great support system. This last weekend I had breakfast with Glenn and made it to the shop for a couple hours to get a little aluminum dust on my hands. It felt great to get my mind off of our tragedy and on to the project even for just a short time. He will always be with me in my heart as he will with all who he touched in his short life.