Excerpt: "It was a cold, misty, rainy night the evening of March 27, 2006. My wife Pat, son Brian, daughter Laura, and I had just enjoyed a pizza at one of our favorite restaurants. I drove to the neighborhood drug store, and the three of them went in to get some photos developed. They were photos from our recent trip to Rockford, Illinois. They were joyous photos of Laura's spelling bee competition there, along with ones of her older sister, Katie, with her. My thoughts turned to Katie, and I checked my cell phone for any new messages. There were none. I listened to an old message from...