I’ve known him since he was a preschooler. He was a good kid. He was a kind person. I got to see his delight, in one memorable incident a year and a half ago, at his succeeding in totally making my day.
My two younger children heard the sirens last night. It is so hard.
God understands.
(Ed. to add: Please do not say anything in the comments that might add to his mother’s pain. She is my friend.)