Our nephew, Rick Ashby Madsen, was tragically killed in a car/motorcycle accident last week. He was only 31, newly returned from eight years in the military service. His wife Claurys, had just arrived in the U.S. from the Dominican Republic. They've been married for two years and lived apart most of the time as he was flying Blackhawk helicopters for the Army. He finally is honorably discharged, she legally immigrates, they set up housekeeping, and he is killed just a few weeks later. It is painful and ironic and reminds me once again of how tenuous life it. It's always too soon, we always want more time, we never are ready to go. Tell those important to you that you love them--today. For you, Rick: God be with you, 'til we meet again.
Rick Ashby Madsen 1977 - 2008