The Anniversary of My Death

In memory of my son’s suicide…

My son was born December 15, 1989, at 6:04 PM in Atlanta. We named him Jack Christopher; Jack after my father and Christopher because we liked it. He’ll go by Christopher (most likely Chris or Jack once his chums get a hold of it). Fatherhood has seemed so natural most of the time that I wonder how I made it this long. (4/1/90)