It’s these kind of stories that break a parent's heart.

A boy from our town, about the same age, was walking past an old mill on his way to go fishing when the chimney which had probably stood for 100 years decided not to stand for 101 years.

He went to the same Catholic school as our kids and his mother is the librarian there. We waited for hours in the line outside the funeral home and when we got inside I, Mr. Unemotional, got as close as I ever have to losing it.

The kid, well, I think he'll be ok, but empathizing with the parents really gets to me.