Every night, without exception, after September 17, 2013, I would awaken at some point in the night by a dream replaying the scene of what I imagined as the few seconds leading up to the instant Theo’s helmet impacted that aspen tree. But the movie always stopped just before that moment and played again, and again. On the third anniversary of Theo’s accident, Jorja and I hiked up Doctor Park trail to visit the tree he struck. I wanted to go because none of the people I interviewed for the book who were there with him were able to remember any details about that scene. Continue reading “Our Labyrinth” →