Mack
Rochester, NY Today is an Anniversary I don’t wish I had to think about. It’s been 13 years since my first semester of college. It’s been a week and 13 years since the phone rang in my dorm room and I shot up to the corner, staring down at me as my friend told me my right hand man from high school had shot himself. It’s been 13 years to the day that he died. I grew up in those weeks after coming home for the funeral. We lost some friends growing up, but losing someone so close in that way, it caused me to ask a lot of hard questions about life. I now wonder if that...
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