Tragedy follows me in spades. And frankly; that is a full house I can deal with. I just finished reading "Dream Brother..." by David Browne (no relation to Jax). I freaking wept when I heard this poor bubby died 7 years ago. I started having dry weaping heaves re-living it. It's so weird; that all I could think was; I could save him. Same with Edie, et al.