The second saddest thing that happened this year is that a former student of mine died from an accidental gun shot wound in her back. Her name was Sadie Marguerite Warden. We met at an art fair and it was clear to me from meeting her once that she was a bright, loving, fun, goofy, talented, energetic and compassionate girl. She was 13 years old.
This is a good idea and solves several problems and disagreements at once. The problem is that I don't have the connections or money to do this by myself, but I'm going to try anyway, so help me God I will. If I had the money and know-who, it would be done already.