Six years ago, I was in Las Vegas on vacation. I received a call from my daughter. MY oldest son's 16 month old son had died and my son was in jail for his murder. I had just been out there about 2 months before this happen. Things seemed ok, my son was a workaholic and trying to raise 3 childern on his own, his wife had left him. He had a girlfriend, I didnt understand some of her thinking. I talk to my son about her,at that time he asked me to move to Ca. from Mn. to help him with the childern, I said no. I went through a lot of guilt after the baby died.
The cause of death is not known. In my heart I know my son is not guilty of murder. This has been very hard on the familyand very, very hard on me. There is alot more to this story. Its very hard to write about it. I live in Mo. now. My son is in prison in Ca. I try to go out and see him ononce a year. I wish it was more. In the last six years, I've lost my grandson, my father, my mother, my sister, its been tough, but I'm still here. God
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