There’s a thing we say when someone dies. We say it to the…family. We say, “I’m sorry for your loss. It’s a pat little phrase, and an empty one. It doesn’t begin to cover what’s actually happening to them. It lets us empathize without forcing us to feel their devastation ourselves. It protects us. From feeling that pain. That dark, sinking, relentless pain…the kind that can eat you alive.David will be the hero we will never forget a friend and father. Welcome home brother.