This is the hardest post I've ever had to make. You heard about the hospital shooting in Chicago. The pharmacy assistant killed stepping out of an elevator was one of us. Dayna Less was in the first Serbian group I taught. She learned brac and cello, so that tells you how talented and into it she was. We would go over her house with whoever could make it and just play until our fingers were sore, then her mom, Teena, would make us all the palacinke we could eat andsend me home with some. She was one who made teaching easy and fun. Only 25 and gone. She had a great short life with a greater future. This was her in Kenya. My heavy heart goes out to her family, fiance, and church community. I don't have kids, but you know you all are a little bit my kids. My first experience with someone I knew and liked and taught being a victim of gun violence is too saddening to fully describe or grasp. So hug your kid, say a prayer, send good vibes in her name. Rest in Peace, Dayna.