Tough day

Last night, I found out that one of my students, Laural, was hit by a gravel truck on the way home from class yesterday. Laural is more than a student to me; I've known she and her family for many years. She took my class for that reason, and always was in the front row, filled with enthusiasm and commentary. On Wednesday, she brought me some cake. We had a good chat after class about the new weblog she was setting up.

Now, Laural is on life support. She's seventeen years old.