(Hard to believe it could have been this long ago, but) In January of 2000, a coworker and I went to a CRM conference in Scottsdale, AZ. Noticing that there'd be a total lunar eclipse one evening, we decided to drive out to one of the area national monuments - it may have been Ironwood Forest; I seem to recall thinking how "unforesty" it was - to view the eclipse outside of the glow of the city. It was early enough in the evening that it wasn't too late to call my wife, two hours ahead of us - I think I used my coworker's phone, as mine didn't get a signal - to implore her to go outside and have a look, too. That way, even though we were 1800 miles apart, we could share the same experience. The thing is, the high in Scottsdale had been near 70°F that day, but there was snow on the ground back home, with a 0°F low forecast for that night. As you might imagine, mrs. tg respectfully but firmly declined my suggestion of remote moon-gazing! It was a very neat experience anyway, and has remained a treasured memory.
Even more so today. This morning, my coworker died of cancer. She's been battling against it for a couple years. She's free now . . .
Pray for us you've left behind, Melissa.
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