The Morning After My Son’s Funeral An Airport Worker Called About The Bag He Left Behind

courtroom instinct told me to pay very close attention.

So I drank my coffee and said nothing for the rest of the night.

The following morning at 8:40, my phone rang.

“Mr. Coleman?” Young voice. Professionally apologetic. “My name is Charlie Griffin. Nashville International, Terminal C. Passenger services and lost property. Your son, David Coleman, checked continue reading …