[1981_c10]

Then there are times we can hate the brokeness in the world. July 13th at 2 am, a drunk driver drove through my master bedroom. Truck literally hit me in the back (broke my tailbone), i took a bunch of bricks to the back of the head, glass cuts all over, my wife took a 20lb chuck of 6 bricks to her face (6 stitches), and praise god our 7 week old son at the time was basically untouched.