Unexpectedly I ended up on the highway of the roadside memorial for the Humboldt Broncos bus crash. We stopped and I slowly walked respectfully by each of the crosses that bears the first name of the players, coach, physical therapist, statistician, bus driver, and the many hockey sticks, skates, and tokens of affection that have been laid by the families, friends, and those that have passed this heartwrenching scene. The feelings are so overwhelming. As people drove in when I was there, no one could hold back the tears, adults/children, …including myself. An overwhelming feeling of loss. There is a huge towering dark green cross that says Humboldt Strong and 16 white crosses along with the memorials. This is one of those moments that will always stay with you.