this one forced me to put down my laptop and weep like a baby. well done. this is what survivor's guilt feels like. put me right back, 40+ years as i watched a friend get struck by a car as he crossed the road, getting off the school bus. yea, the drunk flew threw the flashers, killed my friend and almost killed his 3 year old who was standing in the front seat of the car. in no way it could have been my fault, but i still felt it. i avoided that road, still do when i go back.. today i remember Marc for the wonderful, happy kid he was.