I am in Baltimore to present a the PSDA Print Solutions conference today, and fly to Chicago tonight to speak at Graph Expo. I got to Baltimore yesterday, and was horrified to learn at the end of the day that My wife, Rori, and three sons were involved in a car accident. They were T-boned by a driver who failed to stop at a stop sign. The impact was Rori's door, and airbags were deployed. Thankfully, everyone was properly buckled, and despite the bruises from the straps, no major injury is apparent yet.
Everyone is (so far) OK, but trauma can take some time to reveal itself. Rori and Teddy are no strangers to this; they were T-boned several years ago by a driver who stepped on the gas instead of the brake while exiting a driveway. It took a year for Rori to recover from that one.
Why do these things always happen when we are powerless to help? That is the stinky part. Here I am, stuck far afield, when my family needs me most.
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