Earlier in the day on Wednesday, my dear friend Kevin Burress lost his grandfather yet somehow still made it to Cavalier Park for our Varsity Softball game. Not only did Kevin arrive, but he managed to be himself across the four hours upstairs.
I have repeatedly said that our ability to lean on each other is the leading reason we can function in the manner that we do. The lead story for Wednesday night 🌙 simply has to be the man that Kevin Burress is, and my thoughts and Prayers are with him, Myranda, and their daughters.
A.S.P.N on The Hill 