This Thanksgiving, Thursday, November 22, 2012 marks the beginning of the second holiday season without Timmy. As melancholy as it is without my son, I am grateful for the memories and love I have of my son, as I am grateful for my surviving children. I am grateful for the support I had received from family and friends during the course of the past eighteen months since Tim’s death; without that support I would have fallen into an abyss which may have been a struggle to climb out of and…Continue
By the summer of 2002, Timmy had developed an interest in spies and spying equipment, in part due to the Spy Kids movie directed by Robert Rodriguez that came out in the spring of 2001 and DVD and VHS by September 2001. Timmy was fascinated by the idea that kids were the heroes who were tasked with saving their parents whom were spies and from a long family line of spies on each side of the family. Other media bolstered his fascination – Max Steel, Johnny Quest, the Power Rangers – shows…Continue
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The chain he drew was clasped about his middle. It was long, and wound about him like a tail; and it was made (for Scrooge observed it closely) of cash-boxes, keys, padlocks, ledgers, deeds, and heavy purses wrought in steel.
~ A Christmas Carol
Charles Dickens, 1843
The Holidays are soon to be upon us. To some of us it is a time to remember those we lost; those that left us either through…Continue
While I stood over Tim, as he was laying on the gurney, I turned to see a priest and an older woman standing off to the side behind me. The priest, a short man, about my height of five foot-six inches, dressed in black with the exception of his collar. The woman, dressed in professional attire, appeared to be out of place in the Emergency Room. I didn’t know them. I didn’t care to know either of them. I assumed the…Continue