I would like to thank the gentleman I met at the cemetery where my son, Shane, is buried.

I shared Shane’s story with you — how he died from legal fireworks at age 13 in July.

You never told me your name but know you cleaned his headstone. The letters are readable and the angel is clean. You did a nice job. That is a very kind thing to do for a stranger.

Your mom, dad, wife and deceased child would be proud of you. May their light shine down on you.

It was an honor to meet you, my friend.

Glenda Lynch