He loved to fish

Late last night a coworker of my son-in-law's came to our door looking for our oldest daughter. She couldn't read the numbers on the houses and began knocking on doors. We walked with her to our daughter's to be with her because she had come with bad news.

Our son-in-law did not make his shift on the North Slope and a coworker went to his room thinking he had overslept. Kevin had died in his sleep.

He was 33.

He loved to camp and fish with his kids.

He leaves a wife and three children, ages 13, 11, and 6. They are all extremely sad today. Please keep them all in your prayers.

Now begins the paperwork and hassle of getting Kevin home to us - because it is an unexplained death the coroner is involved and K. won't be sent home to us until after an autopsy has been performed.

The Ladybug and I gathered together with them all last night and other friends helped to hold Lessa and the kids - and us - up while we waited for more word.

You never know what to do in this type of situation. So we did what we do best. I started cleaning - picking up and tossing, you know, frittery stuff. Ladybug baked bread. A friend stopped by with wine mixers and a shoulder. She, Ladybug and I gathered up laundry to do. Hubby and I made phone calls on cell phones while Lessa loved on her kids. We all huddled together and let the children cry on our shoulders.

It's gonna be tough for awhile. We covet your prayers.

Good night, Kevin. Fish on!

Posted by Purplemoose at August 27, 2005 09:07 AM