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You can never remove that coat. By your poem, it is permanently affixed with pride and remembrance of the life your son could have had. You are now the Father your son’s death has made. It isn’t about mourning and regret. It is the belief that every life, no matter how short or long, matters in the time they are with us. From this day forth, every time I see your name, I will think of Vincent and I will momentarily honor his life because of your poem.

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Thank you very much, Ed. Well said. I really appreciate your thoughts and kind words.

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