I was a baby-sitter for your son & daughter back when they were in elementary school. The very strange irony for me is always how we are drawn back to things and often do not get the answer as to why...My husband & I were house-hunting this winter and yours was a home we viewed. I walked in and said to my husband "Oh my God! I used to babysit these children!" While admiring the fireplace I had never noticed as a teen, I couldn't help but stare at two beautiful young adults in portraits. I remarked " I watched TV with these kids, read them stories and tucked them in...they look so solid and intelligent, so good-looking too." My spouse of course could not relate but it gave me such a positive sense of nostalgia to be in that home. Walking through the rooms I remembered two happy kids, comfortable in their own skin - just like their parents. We passed on making an offer, much to my dismay. A few weeks later the tradgedy unfolded. I heard the name and town on the radio. I said "2002" graduate of LHS, he was too young for me to know him. Then a few days later I began to make the connections. On my way to our new home, in Lincoln, I drove buy the services at St. Judes. I saw TV cameras and photographers outside. I saw a picture with a name during the CMT awards on channel 12. Sometimes you never get to know that you've touched a life. Daniel is touching mine. I keep reflecting on why. So far, I have come up with this. I have two beautiful children of my own. I stress over the little things sometimes. I need to slow down and take time for the little smiles and bedtime stories and tucking in. Life is always too short. Sometimes it's even shorter and we don't get to decide that. I will spend my time and that of my children wisely and gently whenever I can. My heart goes out to his sister, Mom, & Dad. From a teenage baby-sitter's rememberance - you are a wonderful family so undeserving of this horror and grief. I pray for Daniel and you all. With lots of love, Amanda from Beauregard Ave.