I wasn’t in a good mood when I arrived at the car dealership.  My 2015 van had another issue and the decision had been made to replace it.  I sat in the financier’s office and she started taking down information for the car loan.  She said her son was born around the same time as I was, but he was in heaven.  I asked what happened.  She said he was driving to work at age 16 with two other teens and was killed in a car accident.  She said he was a lovely boy who wrote poems and played soccer in Europe and stopped bullies.   Continue reading