9 years ago
Letter to My Son the Weekend He Died
“It’s irrational, this isn’t his fault, but I can see him (if he doesn’t die soon) at 30 or 35, telling people about his ‘best friend Paul’ and about how he tried to save you but couldn’t, and I can hear him tell it with earnestness and persuasion and even see the girl who will be with him, rub his back, and cry one single tear and think to herself, ‘What an amazing man to have come through all this.’ And Ryan—yes, by then, he’ll use his real name—will never mention his...” By Barry Friedman.
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