As soon as we arrived, my father received a call informing him that my grandmother's best friend, Sandy Hanson, had died of cancer. Which made visiting Drew even more difficult, knowing that in three days we had to go to another viewing and funeral. We went to harvest for Drew's visit. It was hard watching my brother have to endure the pain of losing one of his best friends and not knowing how to help him cope. As soon as we walked in the door there were so many pictures of Drew and his family and friends hanging on bulletin boards before you walked to the