My sister, Tanya and I went out on Saturday to where Tracy was placed in the Arizona Memorial Cemetery. It was a lot tougher for her than it was for me, but we spent a little while talking to him and to each other, trying to still come to grips with his loss. It is still tough to believe that he has gone. I can still hear his voice and see his easy smile. Tanya still has difficulty going into his bedroom. I know it will be a while before the pain of his loss has subsided, but I will always carry the good times between us. That is the most important thing anyway.