I buried my child 15 years ago — then I hired a man at my store who looked EXACTLY like the son I had lost.
I buried my son, Barry, 15 years ago. That kind of loss changes a man. The night he disappeared, the sky was filled with stars, and the air was crisp. Barry, just 11 years old, had left to meet some friends after school, but he never came back. The search was endless: hours, days, weeks … Read more