This is a blog of my thoughts after the unexpected death of my youngest son. I have started it with the hopes of clearing a jumbled mind. My family as I knew it has changed forever and I do not know how to cope with it, or more importantly, how to help my two other sons cope with the loss of their younger brother. He was the glue that kept them together.
Tony loved the water since he was born. I can remember hour long baths, telling his nursey school teachers when he was four that he coud swim and it was fine with me if he jumped off the high diving board. He always loved to go to his great grandparents home on the beach in Rhode Island and body surf, boogie board or just jump the waves. I guess it was just natural that he would love to wakeboard as he got older
