A bit of background on this. I had to tell the story three times to get through it without falling into ridiculous and embarrassing tears. The time that is featured here is the third time in which I concentrated on telling the story but, at the same time, trying not actually thinking about what I was saying. It took mental discipline just to get it done. And now that I look at this video, guess what happens? Yep. So I guarantee I will never watch this again. It's very painful and it conjures up my difficult memory of this extraordinarily sweet boy who died a few years later.