This evening Jillian asked me if I remembered what happened two years ago today. Somehow it had totally escaped me. Two years ago, Trudy had a seizure. And then she had another one at the doctor’s office. And then another one in the ER. It was one of the scariest times of my life. It was the week before classes started. We were in the children’s ER in Miami, and I kept getting badgered by one of the admins at work about setting up the theory placement exam for auditioning students.