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i thought this deserves it's own thread. this is a letter from a child at Sandy Hook to his best friend who died there. To me it puts the human element and the depth of loss into perspective. Click the link to see the picture of the letter written in the careful handwriting of a 6 year old, as well as pics of John with his friend Jack.
Heart-stopping letter to Newtown shooting victim Jack Pinto from his best friend
http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/lookout/hea ... 02176.html
How do you say goodbye? USA Today reporter Yamiche Alcindor tweeted out this touching letter that was written to Newtown shooting victim Jack Pinto by his best friend, John.
Six-year-old Jack was gunned down in the massacre last Friday at Sandy Hook Elementary School.
The letter, surfaced by Hypervocal, reads:
Jack,
You are my best friend.
We had fun together.
I will miss you.
I will talk to you in my prayers.
I love you Jack.
Love,
John
The first-grader, who was a big fan of New York Giants wide receiver Victor Cruz, was also remembered by the pro ball player. Cruz paid his respects to the Pinto family one day after Jack was buried in his favorite Victor Cruz jersey.
Cruz tweeted after the visit, “Much love to the entire Pinto family. Great people with huge hearts. I'm sorry again for your loss. Looking at life through a different lens.”
After learning he was the first-grader’s favorite player, the Giants team member dedicated Sunday’s game to him, writing “Jack Pinto” and “my hero” on his cleats and gloves.
Heart-stopping letter to Newtown shooting victim Jack Pinto from his best friend
http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/lookout/hea ... 02176.html
How do you say goodbye? USA Today reporter Yamiche Alcindor tweeted out this touching letter that was written to Newtown shooting victim Jack Pinto by his best friend, John.
Six-year-old Jack was gunned down in the massacre last Friday at Sandy Hook Elementary School.
The letter, surfaced by Hypervocal, reads:
Jack,
You are my best friend.
We had fun together.
I will miss you.
I will talk to you in my prayers.
I love you Jack.
Love,
John
The first-grader, who was a big fan of New York Giants wide receiver Victor Cruz, was also remembered by the pro ball player. Cruz paid his respects to the Pinto family one day after Jack was buried in his favorite Victor Cruz jersey.
Cruz tweeted after the visit, “Much love to the entire Pinto family. Great people with huge hearts. I'm sorry again for your loss. Looking at life through a different lens.”
After learning he was the first-grader’s favorite player, the Giants team member dedicated Sunday’s game to him, writing “Jack Pinto” and “my hero” on his cleats and gloves.
"You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry." - Lincoln
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."
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get through this. It really helps to know you can talk to your loved ones passed.
This expression so healing.
Damn if thats not the saddest thing ever...
I cant imagine how a boy of 6-7 must've felt/thought as he wrote out those words about his friend.
i tried to think back to when i was six and at that those would have been the only things i could have said in that situation as well. at that age those thoughts and feelings were really all i knew.
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."
I apologize for not remembering the details, but can't remember which child it was, but a family member was saying that their little brother couldn't understand why he couldn't play with his best friend anymore. Having little kids of my own, I can't imagine the heartbreak that these parents are going through, not only for their huge loss, but to deal with seeing their other children going through this as well.
was like a picture
of a sunny day
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I am tired; my heart is
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i live with a 6 year old and last week at her maternal great grandmothers funeral she wrapped her arms around her poppys neck and said."im gonna give you a hug cause your mummy died".
i love how little kids just say what they mean cause its what theyre feeling or thinking. i wish that directness wants something we sometimes tried to avoid as we get older for fear of hurting someones feelings... when sometimes its exactly whats needed.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
"..That's One Happy Fuckin Ghost.."
“..That came up on the Pillow Case...This is for the Greek, With Our Apologies.....”
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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i think about that all the time. i find myself stealing glances at the toddlermonster(who has just finished her first year of school) and thinking how she would cope... how we would cope... and how the community would cope if such a heinous thing happened in our school. but i draw a blank cause its just so incomprehensible. and then my thoughts wander back to newtown.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
My little Samantha (3) breaks out in tears if she doesn't get a hug from me before I leave for work every morning. I can't imagine the despair of losing her best friend/big sister.
I need to go to bed. I feel like I need to do something. I don't know what.
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No offence, but this really takes the meaning of 'gibberish' to a whole new level.
all they know is they were in a room, got shot at, and they are still alive and some of their friends are not. and jesus, who is supposed to love children, did nothing to stop it. no prayer is going to soothe that. why would they pray to someone who is supposed to love and protect them? especially in a 6 year old where they do not have the life experiences to cope and they do not have any sort of perspective to help them deal with it. thanks for nothing dr phil..
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."
Well, if they and their families are religious I do hope it helps comfort them. Believing in god and an afterlife I imagine could help comfort in a situation like this. You could feel like you are really talking to your friend during prayer and feel at least somewhat ok that they ended up in a very good place. So writing it off seems pretty callous. Obviously because you don't believe it wouldn't provide any comfort, but not everyone thinks exactly like you do.
This is such a ridiculously terrible situation. I hope some good actions and change come from this. WHo knows, maybe this is the tipping point. I want something good to come from it, those kids deserved far better and they certainly deserve better from us and our government.
something good has to come from it. no kid should ever have to experience this, and going forward hopefully none of them will.
"Well, you tell him that I don't talk to suckas."
(edit - to gimme, I just read your other post up there, and while I don't think praying, religion, whatever, takes all the pain away, it can help in that moment; better than no reprieve at all)
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I'm not a religious person and I don't pray and I'm uncertain about an afterlife, but what has helped me after a loss is remembering that my relationship with the person doesn't just go away. I can still have conversations with them and I know exactly what they would say in response, what their expression and demeanor would be, how they would look and how it would feel to talk to them again...and I don't have to give that up. My relationship with them isn't gone, it's just different. I think that's maybe what Pandora was referring to, and I have also found it helpful.
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