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David Martin Vigil June 3, 1969 - August 28, 1993When I got that phone call in the middle of the night our lives would forever be changed. Today, nine years later, it still seems so unreal. There are days when I think I see you driving down the street. I will never see you fall in love, never see you have children, never see you grow old. "I'll lend you for a little time a child of mine," God said,"for you to love the while he lives, and mourn for when he's dead. I cannot promise he will stay." Oh how I wish you could have stayed. David, I miss you so much, even when I dream of you I can't make you stay. Come visit me in my dreams, son. Love, Mom
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