Having spent most of the summer sleeping in. I had to get up early yesterday to sit on an interview panel at school. Downstairs at 7:00 my cell phone was ringing. My cousin Bobbie, who never calls, is on the line. "Debbie (the name my family calls me), Steve died last night." Steve was 49. His wife is my cousin Joyce. They have a 16 year old son. Steve had a sore throat, took amoxicillin, and died. He was a lovely man. Steve was funny and optimistic. We are all just so sad that he is gone.