I came this page looking for the photo from September 20. That’s the day my 6 year old brother (I was seven at the time) was hit by a car and killed. It seems weirdly appropriate that there is no photo in this collection from that day. So I decided to write my story on this one, because this was the last day my brother was alive and our family was whole. I don’t remember what we did on this day, but I’m sure we were happy because we were all together.
Sunday, September 19, 1982
I came this page looking for the photo from September 20. That’s the day my 6 year old brother (I was seven at the time) was hit by a car and killed. It seems weirdly appropriate that there is no photo in this collection from that day. So I decided to write my story on this one, because this was the last day my brother was alive and our family was whole. I don’t remember what we did on this day, but I’m sure we were happy because we were all together.
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