I lost my 19-year-old son Logan to a car crash July 22, 2016. This story is a letter to Logan, telling him about his last hours. It was painful to write. In the pain, I get stronger so I can put on…
Source: Last hours
I lost my 19-year-old son Logan to a car crash July 22, 2016. This story is a letter to Logan, telling him about his last hours. It was painful to write. In the pain, I get stronger so I can put on…
Source: Last hours
Logan was a runner, logging thousands of miles in his shoes, enough miles to cross the U.S. at least a few times. He wore his shoes down to the bare threads before retiring them for a new pair with…
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