The Morning After My Son’s Funeral, an Airport Worker Called and Said, “Your Son Checked In”

Ray Coleman. He was born on the fourteenth of June, 1983, at Baptist Hospital, and he weighed seven pounds one ounce, and I was twenty-four years old and I had absolutely no idea what I was doing.

He was a careful boy. He wanted the rules explained to him. When he was six he asked me why we stop at stop signs when nobody’s coming, and I gave him some continue reading …