November 10, 2003

Sometimes bad news hits close to home

I received an email from my brother today. It seems that they buried my ex-step-nephew last week. From the best I can remember, he would be about 9 years old. He was found dead outside the apartment he and his mother lived in, where he was supposedly huffin' freon from the air conditioner. Hopefully someone will learn a lesson from his death. That is the very best thing I can hope for from this situation. Rest in Peace, Matt.

As sad as it makes me to say so, I am glad my dad had already passed away, because my dad was very very close to Matt. His death would have broken my dad's heart. Of course, if my dad had still been around, maybe this would not have occurred. Who knows?

Posted by notGeorge at November 10, 2003 12:04 PM | TrackBack
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Oh damn, Tig--I am so sorry... I can't even find the the eloquent words this time, all I can do is just sit here and cry to myself, for a boy I never met...

--TwoDragons

Posted by: Denita TwoDragons at November 10, 2003 03:13 PM

Condolences, Tig.

Posted by: Sophorist at November 10, 2003 10:09 PM