Friday night we got a call. Tennyson was found dead. I didn't believe it. They must have the wrong ID; no way could this be true. I called the Boulder Police station and they told me they'd have the coroner's office call me back. That night, well after 10pm PST, I got the call I didn't want. Confirmation that Tennyson was indeed found. We all lost a great friend in Tennyson. A man that saw the best in everyone. His loving heart, his humble nature, his wonderful spirit -- all wrapped up in a memory now. It's been a few days now and I'm still processing the news. Kelly and I are both just shocked. Floods of memories have occupied our minds. It was like yesterday that we were in Dal Ward getting ready for a FCA (Fellowship of Christian Athletes) meeting. Or watching Tennyson's latest magic trick.
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