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ContinueI have Tim’s school bag. The strap is torn from the impact and heavy from his school books. I don’t know exactly what happened to his jacket that he was wearing. It was my jacket which was my platoon jacket from when I was in the Police Academy – my name and class number and platoon designation of “A”. Over the years it became a ratty thing that Tim took to wearin…
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When I got home that evening, Tuesday, May 17, 2011, about 7:30 PM, I found people assembled at my home. There were representatives from the Fraternal Order of Police, folks I had worked with and folks that I knew by reputation, and few co-workers. The FOP set up a table of food, treats, and beverages in the living room. Tasha, Jun’s wife, went to-and-fro picking after the kids and playing with my daughters. Condolences were offered with hugs, hand-shakes, man-hugs where the arms are…
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I know it hurts, Martin, and I feel and share your loss.
David.
Thank you, Martin! Your son Timmy reminds me of my son Todd in so many ways. Todd was older, but so innocent, kind and young for his age. Your writings about Timmy have helped me because I'm going through so much right now with my mother's care that i haven't had time, or energy, to write about my son, who was a joy to my husband and me, the light of my life because of his wonderful sense of humor. Not once in his 38 years of life did he ever make me feel bad, and I can't say that about anyone else I know. Sadly, I didn't appreciate this fact - I just thought he was a wonderful son and friend, more so every day as he got older. Then, suddenly, he was gone. The pain is excruciating and many days I don't think I can go on, but that wouldn't be fair to my husband and daughter, not to mention the people and animals I'm helping in Todd's name and memory.
I too am grateful for all the wonderful memories of my son, and the fun our family had because of his joyful, curious and kind spirit, and the excitement he had over anything good, especially advances in technology, and little things, like the fresh bread his co-worker would bring to the office to share with everyone, enough for Todd to bring some home for us. He loved all animals, especially cats, and had respect for every living thing.
Thank you for writing about your son Timmy. He reminds me so much of Todd that it's very helpful for me as well. I hope you and your family enjoy a peaceful holiday season, as much as is possible.
Janet - Todd's Mom and friend
Powerful writing, Martin. Very professional, Tattoos and Memories.
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