A couple of weeks ago, Angelo and I were talking about an excellent short story he had written years ago. Many of his short stories are at least loosely based on events and characters in the little town we grew up in, and anyone from Rosenort would figure out pretty quickly that the main character in Still Partly Punk borrowed heavily from the identity of Ken Quiring, our town's only post-punk youth pastor.
In the course of the discussion, one of us Googled his name and found this fascinating profile story on his journey, with particular attention to the tragic circumstances surrounding his eventual departure from the town. At least that's what I was paying most attention to. I found it jolting to read an online reference to the event that defined the most painful time in my life, even though so many years have passed.