June 22, 2017
This blog reposted from Patheos.com with permission from Roland Warren.
On the night of February 12, 2012, I received a call with the most dreaded news. Jay Young, one of my best friends died unexpectedly. He was just 50 years old. It was a tough loss. We had been friends for over 30 years since our freshman year in college at Princeton University. Moreover, along with a loving wife, he left a 12-year-old son Jared, who would have to make the perilous journey from boyhood to manhood without the steadfast guidance of his loving father.