To me, Chucky will always be a skinny, straw-haired, densely freckled fifth-grader with a Dennis the Menace grin.

He spent many nights at our home, with my little brother. I never really knew the rest of his family, just him, and after they left Eagle River and moved to the Valley, I never saw him again.

I think of the boys often, though. And how devastating this had to be for their family. ❤

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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