While driving down the street, normally he enjoyed listening to country music. Garth Brooks was one of his favorite singers. However, today his thoughts were about Kenny. Slowing down, he watched several young deer playing in an open field on the right side of the street, while the adults grazed nearby. Rolling down the window, he loved to smell the clean, crisp air after a summer rain. Looking up, he saw several children crossing the intersection, and waited until he was sure they were safe on the other side. Watching the smiling, energetic boys and girls rushing across the street, he wondered how many of them would grow up without haunting childhood memories, he prayed, “God, please don’t let them experience the pain and horror as I suffered