He Was The Light Of Our Lives.

Very Popular In School.

Handled Things With Grace And Humor.

He Had A Wisdom That Was Intimidating.

He Had The Looks Of A Model And The Personality

Of A Saturday Night Live Character.

Early That Morning He Left A Party And Drove

His Plymouth To Wooded Area.

Then He Took A 12 Gauge Shotgun.

Placed The Barrel Under His Chin And

Squeesed The Trigger.

He Wondered If He Killed Himself, Who Would Care

Then He Broke Down In Tears.

He Walked Into A Pawnshop Nearby His Home And

Purchased The Instrument Of His Death.

"He Hated Guns" One Clue To Darker State Of Mind.

Beneath A Shining Grace, A Secret Anguish