It was around the time of the Day of the Dead, that time when we think of loved ones lost, when I got the early-morning email that Nathan unexpectedly passed.
I was shocked. Nathan took me on my first skydive. That day was electric, one of the most exciting of my life. How could it possibly be?
We jumped together for Skydiving for MS. For 19 years MSers and allies took to the air and back down again, 60 miles west of Chicago.Read more on themighty.com