He was only 16. He called and said he was on his way to my house — that he wanted to fill out an application for the local theme park and get started on a YouTube channel. I wasn’t there, though.
Within 30 minutes of his call, I got the call that he had been shot and taken to the hospital. My knees buckled, and life has never been the same since that bloodcurdling scream came through my phone. He died three days later. With him went so much of our family. Forever ours, Buddy