The day I heard my little brother had died, I was working at a law firm in Montana.

It was a super rainy day and the place where we worked was up in the mountains.

It was this beautiful cabin.

It was a really cool place to get to go to work every day.

But it was a little bit disconnected technologically and that was, I think, my design.

And so my wife was the person who my family could get a hold of after the accident that

killed my brother and his three friends.

And so it felt to her to drive up and tell me what had happened.

Tell me about a thing that would be the watershed moment for the entire history of my family.

So I remember this.

I was sitting downstairs, chipping away really hard at work like it was a productive day.

And Camilla rolled up in her car and I was like, well, there's no way she has time during

her work day to come all the way out here.

I hope she's all right.

I mean, I hope she didn't get fired, all these things crossed my mind.

And she gets out of the vehicle and she comes to the door and I can tell that it's not

rain on her face that she's, she's dealing with something.

And so I went to ask and she was like, we should sit out here and talk.

So I walked through the rain and I sat in the car and I sat down.

And just very succinctly said, there's brothers been an accident.

And I remember thinking, well, you know, we should hustle down to go see family.

This was in Montana and my family lived in Colorado.

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