When I was about 6, a 4-year-old cousin of mine died of leukemia. I don’t remember much from back, but the vision of little Mark in his coffin — his favorite Matchbox car in his hand — at the visitation…
When I was about 6, a 4-year-old cousin of mine died of leukemia. I don’t remember much from back, but the vision of little Mark in his coffin — his favorite Matchbox car in his hand — at the visitation…