Thanks Pete. :'(

The full story of what I know so far is that my nephew's best friend, a former National Guard trainee, was practicing the process of loading and unloading his shotgun. He did not think he had it pointed in a dangerous direction, but he loaded a round, and cocked the gun, and it went off. By a matter of mere inches, my nephew's face was right in the range of the blast radius. He died almost instantaneously.

It makes me feel just a small amount better that it wasn't kids goofing around with pistols trying to be gangster, or anything, but it still carves a pretty big hole in my gut. This is a child that looked up to me, that learned from me, that wanted to be like me. I am really having a rough time.

Thanks so much, again, for your kind words. That fetal position weeping my eyes out is tempting indeed, but stiff upper lip and all that.