His grave is covered; HeMan action figures faded from season after
season of New England weather, a baseball bat, stone angels, and an
Easter bunny. A Boston Red Sox helmet.
I was eleven when he died at age six. I barely knew him but his
passing had a profound effect on me without my realizing it. His death
effected my living.
I was eleven, he was six.
then I was twenty, he was six.
now I am thirty-one,
he will always be six.
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