“I forgot to kiss my mom Good-bye” is a funny thing for an 11 year-old boy to say to his mother as he returns for a kiss before starting down a back road to our home, with a friend.

It was three days later before I saw him again, in a white casket. Ten years passed before I could talk about his death.

Do I believe in — life after death? Depends on whose ‘life’ you are talking about.

You ‘done good,’ Jonathan!