A fucking tragedy

Yes, I said a naughty word.
But, it's called for.

Yesterday when I went out for lunch to run some errands, I heard a story on the radio about a plane crashing into a home in Maryland.

I remember thinking "sheesh, hopefully at that time of day, no one was home".

Someone was home. Someone I know.
She died along with her three year old son and her newborn son.

First let me say I'm not looking for condolences. I didn't know the Gemmel's terribly well. We share a close mutual friend and a love of DC United so were often at social gatherings together. Ken came to the bachelor party I threw for our close mutual friend and they were once sweet enough to let me hold their daughter Arabelle who was just a few months old at the time.

I'm posting this because I'm asking for help for Ken and Arabelle who weren't home at the time.

Money won't bring their family back, I know that. But, it can help pay for grief counseling that they both will need for years to come, no doubt. Not to mention their house was destroyed by the plane so I doubt anything was salvageable.

A GoFundMe account has been set up for Ken and Arabelle. I'm asking my readers to please contribute if you can. No amount is too small.

You'll notice a lot has been contributed already but, please don't let that stop you from adding whatever you can.

Even if they meet the goal of $100k, that's nothing compared to a lifetime of Arabelle not having her mom and brothers and Ken not having his wife and his sons.

Added bonus?
If you make a donation, please comment on this post and I'll do a drawing for a 50 pack of Wondfo ovulation tests.

Not to mention the good Karma.