He was a quiet observer as a young child. You would think him shy but when he finally spoke, he had very thoughtful or inquisitive things to say. How do I explain my adoration of this child. He had a calming presence. I felt happy anytime I saw him coming down the street holding his mom's hand. He was special to me(to so many) and as it happened, I watched him grow up in our city. Whether teen or as a man, beloved still. I think we all felt proud of his mom, of our city, for how he turned out. His brave, kind heart. His loyalty. Good father. Good son. Son of New Haven.
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He was a quiet observer as a young child. You would think him shy but when he finally spoke, he had very thoughtful or inquisitive things to say. How do I explain my adoration of this child. He had a calming presence. I felt happy anytime I saw him coming down the street holding his mom's hand. He was special to me(to so many) and as it happened, I watched him grow up in our city. Whether teen or as a man, beloved still. I think we all felt proud of his mom, of our city, for how he turned out. His brave, kind heart. His loyalty. Good father. Good son. Son of New Haven.