This week marks the 10th anniversary of the loss of our oldest grandson, Zachary Earl Wansley. Zack was 20 at the time he collapsed and died while training for the Atlanta Marathon. Running was not a new thing for Zack. He grew up running. He was captain of his high school cross-country team. His dad was a coach in the sport and his brother, Nick, is currently a cross-country coach himself. He was a true scholar-athlete, a junior at Georgia Tech and a proud and unrepentant Yellow Jacket in a family of Bulldogs who could more than hold his own with a bunch of woof-woofers. Only a few months before tragedy befell us, Zack and I took a trip to Yankee Stadium and Fenway Park in Boston where we were treated like royalty by the local fans when they discovered we had traveled up from Georgia to see their beloved baseball teams play.