This morning I parked my car at Caribou and started to run listening to MPR news. After the low down on the upcoming winter storm I switched to some tunes as I ran down to the river. I greeted the Mighty Mississippi and ran along her for a short while until I turned to run back up the hill. As I was running I thought of Sherry. I'm quite sure she'd be so happy we're running in her honor. She'd be happy to know we're clearing our minds and taking in this beautiful morning just as she did so many times. She wouldn't want us to live in fear, but to live in joy and gratitude. Sherry, may you rest in peace.