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Katharine Norris
Katharine Norris
Dear Meredith, Owen, Doug, and Maggie,

I learned today, through the far-reaching Barrows network, of your terrible loss.  Joe and I are thinking of you, and I am remembering Henry's early life, from the summer that I spent in Paris with Doug and numerous other roommates, as he raced through his dissertation research so he could return home to wait for Henry, through Henry's baby shower and on through his early months of life in Oakland.  I have wonderful photos of many of these occasions, now long past, and I am so very sorry that I never met the talented, caring, and beautiful young man Henry became.  The world is a poorer place without him in it, and I send you my deepest sympathy.  

With love,
Katharine
Maya Hanna
Maya Hanna
To Henry's Family-To his dear friends-We are so very sorry for this tragedy, and for your loss. Henry's untimely death pains us too. His foresight, his organ donations, his music, his spirit live on, and continue to bless this world.
Tamar Kaplan's FamilyFriends of Maddie Heyman
Susan Moeller
Susan Moeller
My daughter, Sethly Davis, is the stepsister of Clara Salyer, a friend of Henry's.  Sethly was so impressed by Henry's gifts of life to others that she wrote a column for Huffington Post about him.  
Although Sethly wrote her column the week Henry passed away, HuffPost only posted her article yesterday -- because as it was about to be published the Boston bombing happened and the editors decided to wait.
If you are interested, you can read Sethly's column about Henry here:  http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sethly-davis/organ-donation_b_3188695.html 
My thoughts are with you all.
Andrew Blouin
Andrew Blouin
Our family remembers Henry when he was at Sacred Heart School in Hattiesburg. Henry was always kindhearted and nice to everyone. Everyone liked Henry and he will be very missed. We will pray for peace and healing and comfort for all Henry's family-- Doug, Meredith, Owen, Maggie, Dan,-- as well as for Henry's many friends. We wish to extend our deepest sympathy to you at this time.  In sincere sympathy, Andrew, Scott, and Janet Blouin
Victor Machart
Victor Machart
Dear Meredith, Doug, and Owen
I am so sorry to hear about Henry's so sudden passing. I wish there was something I could say or do to make it better and easier for you but I guess there isn't other than to tell you that you all are in my thoughts and prayers.
I have been thinking of you hourly.  
Hang on.
Cousin Victor
Ian Shank
Ian Shank
It's been 5 days since Henry passed away, and 5 days that I've struggled to avoid it. I submersed myself in schoolwork, refrained from facebook, talked, wrote, and thought of other things, all the while dimly aware that I was in active denial, and that each day Henry's absence was becoming harder to ignore. I guess I wanted to believe that if I could just distance myself from what had happened it would eventually all go away. When I met Henry, I remember thinking he was one of the most strangely kind people I'd ever encountered. I was a few years younger than he was, and while most kids would've just brushed me off, Henry was always unbelievably welcoming whenever our families would get together. I thought he was hilarious, and it want a lot to me to be in the presence of someone so genuinely hospitable at a time when I was still getting used to living in Minnesota.  Like my dad mentioned, I will also remember Henry as "Saint Henry." I was something like 7 or 8 when I heard that a nun at Henry's Montessori school had bestowed that title on him, and I distinctly remember being not only unfazed, but somewhat bored by the story's conclusion. Of course Henry was a saint. By my 2nd grade logic it seemed fairly obvious: I had never seen him doing anything malicious, nor did he even seem capable of it. Though this story was from many years ago, this was a quality that stayed with Henry throughout his entire life. I'm not much of a literary person, but in recent days I keep coming back to a book I read in 11th grade English. In "100 Years of Solitude" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, there is a character so pure and ethereally good that one day, quite without explanation, she floats out of her house and into heaven. Recalling this I can't help but think of Henry, and how much I, and everyone who knew him, will miss this exceptionally warmhearted individual.
Jill Kuehn
Jill Kuehn
To Henry's family....
Our hearts ache for all of you.....our son Tommy a UW student died a couple of years ago of this same disease. We had dinner with him the night before he died and he was fine. We set up a website to carry on all the things Tommy wanted to do. It is called www.tommyschallenge.com.

You are not alone in enduring this tragedy. Our thoughts are with you at this most difficult time.
Tom and Jill Kuehn. Stoughton WI
JoAnn Emerson
JoAnn Emerson
Hopefully,
this little story will bring some solace to you as your family and friends grieve for Henry. Our son received an organ donation at UW-Madison and deep in our hearts we hope that somehow that donor's family know how much we appreciate the decision we made. In the Milwaukee Journal it mentions how many people will benefit from your generosity. Thank You for thinking of others during this trying ordeal.  




“A New Christmas Story”





Sam…This Christmas, I have someone new to shop for. His name
is Sam. Sam joined our family late one September night about a year and ago. Actually, our family
does not know if he is a Sam or a Samette. 
I didn’t buy Sam a gift last year because I didn’t realize the person he
was to become or the unforeseeable impact he was going to have on our family.  Oh, I knew he would make a tremendous
difference in all our lives once he arrived, but I wasn’t prepared for the
emotional impact he would have on my grandchildren.





For the most part, Sam has adjusted to his new surroundings.
He is the bulge in my son’s right side. Sam is my son’s new kidney. My
grandchildren have named him Sam and given him a personality. He has become a
living entity in our family.





 Sam couldn’t have
found a better home.  He is now nestling
and being tenderly cared for, snuggled into my son’s abdomen. Sam is
functioning and being sustained by the blood pumping from my son’s heart, and he
is being nurtured by the food my son eats.  
The myriad of pills and the drug regimen my son faithfully follows helps
Sam feel right at home.  The tests my
son’s doctors do on a frequent basis carefully monitor Sam.  Sam has found a loving home. My son has never
smoked or used alcohol.  A virus that
attacked his lungs began a process that damaged his kidneys.  He dealt with the declining functioning of
his own kidneys for years until the decision was made, it was time. He needed a
new kidney and he was put on the transplant list. Thanks to the generosity of people like you he received the transplant he needed.



Although my son still tires easily, my grandchildren do not
have to listen to him be violently sick every morning.  I just realized that their dad being sick had
been a morning routine for over half their lives.  It is no wonder Maria pats her dad’s side
quite often and says, “Hi, Sam.” She’s ten and has grown to understand her
dad’s illness and the importance of Sam in their lives. When she was younger
and told her teacher her dad did drugs during a drug awareness program at
school, they had to sit her down and tell her the difference between good drugs
and bad drugs.












 






And so, this year I bought my son a sweater. It isn’t the
first one he has received from me, but this one will keep Sam warm too.  It is wrapped in gold foiled paper with a big
green and gold bow. Yes, if he wasn’t before, Sam is a Packer fan now(Sorry about that)!!! Although, the package is a gift under our tree, it reminds us of the gift we
have received from Sam and his first family. Thank you for saying, “Yes,” and
sending us Sam. We are hoping and praying Sam likes his new home and stays for
a long time.

May God Bless you.

 




 




 
Elizabeth Alexander
Elizabeth Alexander
Today I'm acutely aware that part of Henry must still be with us -- the part that always made the people he was with feel a little more alive with possibility.  For the past several days I've watched members of our family compelled to make more music, to write more letters and poems, to make generous batches of pancakes for friends, and to feel everything more fully.  As if the spirit of creativity and love that was Henry is still here, finding its expression in our hands and words and songs -- and most certainly in the hands and words and songs of everyone who experienced him.  May this always be so.

With love from our family: Simon & Oliver Alexander-Adams, Elizabeth Alexander and Steve Harper
Brian Machart
Brian Machart
I want to let you know that we are thinking and praying for all of you. I can't imagine all the pain all of you are going through right now; I just want to offer our support.

I remember Henry as the little boy who was captivated by the train around our wedding cake when he was 3 years-old, and the thrill of learning last year that he had a radio show at the station that I helped found along with three other UW students.

If there's anything that I can do for you, I am in St. Paul several times each week commuting to St. Thomas.
Alison Shank
Alison Shank
Happy to know that you've arranged to celebrate Henry's life at Unity next Saturday.  We know Janne and Rob will help all of us to grieve this horrible tragedy together and to cherish the very happy, special moments we had the opportunity to share with Henry and his family. We continue to think of you all non-stop - hoping we can find ways to console and support Henry's loved ones and friends.  Henry's beautiful smile and cheery spirit remains with all of us.Alison, J.B., Ian and Bryn
Ellen Weinauer
Ellen Weinauer
To Doug, Meredith, Maggie, and Owen:
We have been struggling to find the words to speak in this moment of profound tragedy.  No word is adequate--the loss is truly unutterable, unspeakable. Please know that our hearts ache with you for the loss of your beautiful boy.  
Ellen Weinauer, Jonathan, Liana, and Rafi Barron
Katharine Norris
Katharine Norris
Dear Meredith, Owen, Doug, and Maggie,

I learned today, through the far-reaching Barrows network, of your terrible loss.  Joe and I are thinking of you, and I am remembering Henry's early life, from the summer that I spent in Paris with Doug and numerous other roommates, as he raced through his dissertation research so he could return home to wait for Henry, through Henry's baby shower and on through his early months of life in Oakland.  I have wonderful photos of many of these occasions, now long past, and I am so very sorry that I never met the talented, caring, and beautiful young man Henry became.  The world is a poorer place without him in it, and I send you my deepest sympathy.  

With love,
Katharine
Susan Moeller
Susan Moeller
My daughter, Sethly Davis, is the stepsister of Clara Salyer, a friend of Henry's.  Sethly was so impressed by Henry's gifts of life to others that she wrote a column for Huffington Post about him.  
Although Sethly wrote her column the week Henry passed away, HuffPost only posted her article yesterday -- because as it was about to be published the Boston bombing happened and the editors decided to wait.
If you are interested, you can read Sethly's column about Henry here:  http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sethly-davis/organ-donation_b_3188695.html 
My thoughts are with you all.
Andrew Blouin
Andrew Blouin
Our family remembers Henry when he was at Sacred Heart School in Hattiesburg. Henry was always kindhearted and nice to everyone. Everyone liked Henry and he will be very missed. We will pray for peace and healing and comfort for all Henry's family-- Doug, Meredith, Owen, Maggie, Dan,-- as well as for Henry's many friends. We wish to extend our deepest sympathy to you at this time.  In sincere sympathy, Andrew, Scott, and Janet Blouin
Victor Machart
Victor Machart
Dear Meredith, Doug, and Owen
I am so sorry to hear about Henry's so sudden passing. I wish there was something I could say or do to make it better and easier for you but I guess there isn't other than to tell you that you all are in my thoughts and prayers.
I have been thinking of you hourly.  
Hang on.
Cousin Victor
Ian Shank
Ian Shank
It's been 5 days since Henry passed away, and 5 days that I've struggled to avoid it. I submersed myself in schoolwork, refrained from facebook, talked, wrote, and thought of other things, all the while dimly aware that I was in active denial, and that each day Henry's absence was becoming harder to ignore. I guess I wanted to believe that if I could just distance myself from what had happened it would eventually all go away. When I met Henry, I remember thinking he was one of the most strangely kind people I'd ever encountered. I was a few years younger than he was, and while most kids would've just brushed me off, Henry was always unbelievably welcoming whenever our families would get together. I thought he was hilarious, and it want a lot to me to be in the presence of someone so genuinely hospitable at a time when I was still getting used to living in Minnesota.  Like my dad mentioned, I will also remember Henry as "Saint Henry." I was something like 7 or 8 when I heard that a nun at Henry's Montessori school had bestowed that title on him, and I distinctly remember being not only unfazed, but somewhat bored by the story's conclusion. Of course Henry was a saint. By my 2nd grade logic it seemed fairly obvious: I had never seen him doing anything malicious, nor did he even seem capable of it. Though this story was from many years ago, this was a quality that stayed with Henry throughout his entire life. I'm not much of a literary person, but in recent days I keep coming back to a book I read in 11th grade English. In "100 Years of Solitude" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, there is a character so pure and ethereally good that one day, quite without explanation, she floats out of her house and into heaven. Recalling this I can't help but think of Henry, and how much I, and everyone who knew him, will miss this exceptionally warmhearted individual.
JoAnn Emerson
JoAnn Emerson
Hopefully,
this little story will bring some solace to you as your family and friends grieve for Henry. Our son received an organ donation at UW-Madison and deep in our hearts we hope that somehow that donor's family know how much we appreciate the decision we made. In the Milwaukee Journal it mentions how many people will benefit from your generosity. Thank You for thinking of others during this trying ordeal.  




“A New Christmas Story”





Sam…This Christmas, I have someone new to shop for. His name
is Sam. Sam joined our family late one September night about a year and ago. Actually, our family
does not know if he is a Sam or a Samette. 
I didn’t buy Sam a gift last year because I didn’t realize the person he
was to become or the unforeseeable impact he was going to have on our family.  Oh, I knew he would make a tremendous
difference in all our lives once he arrived, but I wasn’t prepared for the
emotional impact he would have on my grandchildren.





For the most part, Sam has adjusted to his new surroundings.
He is the bulge in my son’s right side. Sam is my son’s new kidney. My
grandchildren have named him Sam and given him a personality. He has become a
living entity in our family.





 Sam couldn’t have
found a better home.  He is now nestling
and being tenderly cared for, snuggled into my son’s abdomen. Sam is
functioning and being sustained by the blood pumping from my son’s heart, and he
is being nurtured by the food my son eats.  
The myriad of pills and the drug regimen my son faithfully follows helps
Sam feel right at home.  The tests my
son’s doctors do on a frequent basis carefully monitor Sam.  Sam has found a loving home. My son has never
smoked or used alcohol.  A virus that
attacked his lungs began a process that damaged his kidneys.  He dealt with the declining functioning of
his own kidneys for years until the decision was made, it was time. He needed a
new kidney and he was put on the transplant list. Thanks to the generosity of people like you he received the transplant he needed.



Although my son still tires easily, my grandchildren do not
have to listen to him be violently sick every morning.  I just realized that their dad being sick had
been a morning routine for over half their lives.  It is no wonder Maria pats her dad’s side
quite often and says, “Hi, Sam.” She’s ten and has grown to understand her
dad’s illness and the importance of Sam in their lives. When she was younger
and told her teacher her dad did drugs during a drug awareness program at
school, they had to sit her down and tell her the difference between good drugs
and bad drugs.












 






And so, this year I bought my son a sweater. It isn’t the
first one he has received from me, but this one will keep Sam warm too.  It is wrapped in gold foiled paper with a big
green and gold bow. Yes, if he wasn’t before, Sam is a Packer fan now(Sorry about that)!!! Although, the package is a gift under our tree, it reminds us of the gift we
have received from Sam and his first family. Thank you for saying, “Yes,” and
sending us Sam. We are hoping and praying Sam likes his new home and stays for
a long time.

May God Bless you.

 




 




 
Alison Shank
Alison Shank
Happy to know that you've arranged to celebrate Henry's life at Unity next Saturday.  We know Janne and Rob will help all of us to grieve this horrible tragedy together and to cherish the very happy, special moments we had the opportunity to share with Henry and his family. We continue to think of you all non-stop - hoping we can find ways to console and support Henry's loved ones and friends.  Henry's beautiful smile and cheery spirit remains with all of us.Alison, J.B., Ian and Bryn
Maya Hanna
Maya Hanna
To Henry's Family-To his dear friends-We are so very sorry for this tragedy, and for your loss. Henry's untimely death pains us too. His foresight, his organ donations, his music, his spirit live on, and continue to bless this world.
Tamar Kaplan's FamilyFriends of Maddie Heyman
Jill Kuehn
Jill Kuehn
To Henry's family....
Our hearts ache for all of you.....our son Tommy a UW student died a couple of years ago of this same disease. We had dinner with him the night before he died and he was fine. We set up a website to carry on all the things Tommy wanted to do. It is called www.tommyschallenge.com.

You are not alone in enduring this tragedy. Our thoughts are with you at this most difficult time.
Tom and Jill Kuehn. Stoughton WI
Elizabeth Alexander
Elizabeth Alexander
Today I'm acutely aware that part of Henry must still be with us -- the part that always made the people he was with feel a little more alive with possibility.  For the past several days I've watched members of our family compelled to make more music, to write more letters and poems, to make generous batches of pancakes for friends, and to feel everything more fully.  As if the spirit of creativity and love that was Henry is still here, finding its expression in our hands and words and songs -- and most certainly in the hands and words and songs of everyone who experienced him.  May this always be so.

With love from our family: Simon & Oliver Alexander-Adams, Elizabeth Alexander and Steve Harper
Brian Machart
Brian Machart
I want to let you know that we are thinking and praying for all of you. I can't imagine all the pain all of you are going through right now; I just want to offer our support.

I remember Henry as the little boy who was captivated by the train around our wedding cake when he was 3 years-old, and the thrill of learning last year that he had a radio show at the station that I helped found along with three other UW students.

If there's anything that I can do for you, I am in St. Paul several times each week commuting to St. Thomas.
Ellen Weinauer
Ellen Weinauer
To Doug, Meredith, Maggie, and Owen:
We have been struggling to find the words to speak in this moment of profound tragedy.  No word is adequate--the loss is truly unutterable, unspeakable. Please know that our hearts ache with you for the loss of your beautiful boy.  
Ellen Weinauer, Jonathan, Liana, and Rafi Barron
Katharine Norris
Katharine Norris
Dear Meredith, Owen, Doug, and Maggie,

I learned today, through the far-reaching Barrows network, of your terrible loss.  Joe and I are thinking of you, and I am remembering Henry's early life, from the summer that I spent in Paris with Doug and numerous other roommates, as he raced through his dissertation research so he could return home to wait for Henry, through Henry's baby shower and on through his early months of life in Oakland.  I have wonderful photos of many of these occasions, now long past, and I am so very sorry that I never met the talented, caring, and beautiful young man Henry became.  The world is a poorer place without him in it, and I send you my deepest sympathy.  

With love,
Katharine
Victor Machart
Victor Machart
Dear Meredith, Doug, and Owen
I am so sorry to hear about Henry's so sudden passing. I wish there was something I could say or do to make it better and easier for you but I guess there isn't other than to tell you that you all are in my thoughts and prayers.
I have been thinking of you hourly.  
Hang on.
Cousin Victor
Jill Kuehn
Jill Kuehn
To Henry's family....
Our hearts ache for all of you.....our son Tommy a UW student died a couple of years ago of this same disease. We had dinner with him the night before he died and he was fine. We set up a website to carry on all the things Tommy wanted to do. It is called www.tommyschallenge.com.

You are not alone in enduring this tragedy. Our thoughts are with you at this most difficult time.
Tom and Jill Kuehn. Stoughton WI
Brian Machart
Brian Machart
I want to let you know that we are thinking and praying for all of you. I can't imagine all the pain all of you are going through right now; I just want to offer our support.

I remember Henry as the little boy who was captivated by the train around our wedding cake when he was 3 years-old, and the thrill of learning last year that he had a radio show at the station that I helped found along with three other UW students.

If there's anything that I can do for you, I am in St. Paul several times each week commuting to St. Thomas.
Maya Hanna
Maya Hanna
To Henry's Family-To his dear friends-We are so very sorry for this tragedy, and for your loss. Henry's untimely death pains us too. His foresight, his organ donations, his music, his spirit live on, and continue to bless this world.
Tamar Kaplan's FamilyFriends of Maddie Heyman
Andrew Blouin
Andrew Blouin
Our family remembers Henry when he was at Sacred Heart School in Hattiesburg. Henry was always kindhearted and nice to everyone. Everyone liked Henry and he will be very missed. We will pray for peace and healing and comfort for all Henry's family-- Doug, Meredith, Owen, Maggie, Dan,-- as well as for Henry's many friends. We wish to extend our deepest sympathy to you at this time.  In sincere sympathy, Andrew, Scott, and Janet Blouin
JoAnn Emerson
JoAnn Emerson
Hopefully,
this little story will bring some solace to you as your family and friends grieve for Henry. Our son received an organ donation at UW-Madison and deep in our hearts we hope that somehow that donor's family know how much we appreciate the decision we made. In the Milwaukee Journal it mentions how many people will benefit from your generosity. Thank You for thinking of others during this trying ordeal.  




“A New Christmas Story”





Sam…This Christmas, I have someone new to shop for. His name
is Sam. Sam joined our family late one September night about a year and ago. Actually, our family
does not know if he is a Sam or a Samette. 
I didn’t buy Sam a gift last year because I didn’t realize the person he
was to become or the unforeseeable impact he was going to have on our family.  Oh, I knew he would make a tremendous
difference in all our lives once he arrived, but I wasn’t prepared for the
emotional impact he would have on my grandchildren.





For the most part, Sam has adjusted to his new surroundings.
He is the bulge in my son’s right side. Sam is my son’s new kidney. My
grandchildren have named him Sam and given him a personality. He has become a
living entity in our family.





 Sam couldn’t have
found a better home.  He is now nestling
and being tenderly cared for, snuggled into my son’s abdomen. Sam is
functioning and being sustained by the blood pumping from my son’s heart, and he
is being nurtured by the food my son eats.  
The myriad of pills and the drug regimen my son faithfully follows helps
Sam feel right at home.  The tests my
son’s doctors do on a frequent basis carefully monitor Sam.  Sam has found a loving home. My son has never
smoked or used alcohol.  A virus that
attacked his lungs began a process that damaged his kidneys.  He dealt with the declining functioning of
his own kidneys for years until the decision was made, it was time. He needed a
new kidney and he was put on the transplant list. Thanks to the generosity of people like you he received the transplant he needed.



Although my son still tires easily, my grandchildren do not
have to listen to him be violently sick every morning.  I just realized that their dad being sick had
been a morning routine for over half their lives.  It is no wonder Maria pats her dad’s side
quite often and says, “Hi, Sam.” She’s ten and has grown to understand her
dad’s illness and the importance of Sam in their lives. When she was younger
and told her teacher her dad did drugs during a drug awareness program at
school, they had to sit her down and tell her the difference between good drugs
and bad drugs.












 






And so, this year I bought my son a sweater. It isn’t the
first one he has received from me, but this one will keep Sam warm too.  It is wrapped in gold foiled paper with a big
green and gold bow. Yes, if he wasn’t before, Sam is a Packer fan now(Sorry about that)!!! Although, the package is a gift under our tree, it reminds us of the gift we
have received from Sam and his first family. Thank you for saying, “Yes,” and
sending us Sam. We are hoping and praying Sam likes his new home and stays for
a long time.

May God Bless you.

 




 




 
Elizabeth Alexander
Elizabeth Alexander
Today I'm acutely aware that part of Henry must still be with us -- the part that always made the people he was with feel a little more alive with possibility.  For the past several days I've watched members of our family compelled to make more music, to write more letters and poems, to make generous batches of pancakes for friends, and to feel everything more fully.  As if the spirit of creativity and love that was Henry is still here, finding its expression in our hands and words and songs -- and most certainly in the hands and words and songs of everyone who experienced him.  May this always be so.

With love from our family: Simon & Oliver Alexander-Adams, Elizabeth Alexander and Steve Harper
Alison Shank
Alison Shank
Happy to know that you've arranged to celebrate Henry's life at Unity next Saturday.  We know Janne and Rob will help all of us to grieve this horrible tragedy together and to cherish the very happy, special moments we had the opportunity to share with Henry and his family. We continue to think of you all non-stop - hoping we can find ways to console and support Henry's loved ones and friends.  Henry's beautiful smile and cheery spirit remains with all of us.Alison, J.B., Ian and Bryn
Susan Moeller
Susan Moeller
My daughter, Sethly Davis, is the stepsister of Clara Salyer, a friend of Henry's.  Sethly was so impressed by Henry's gifts of life to others that she wrote a column for Huffington Post about him.  
Although Sethly wrote her column the week Henry passed away, HuffPost only posted her article yesterday -- because as it was about to be published the Boston bombing happened and the editors decided to wait.
If you are interested, you can read Sethly's column about Henry here:  http://www.huffingtonpost.com/sethly-davis/organ-donation_b_3188695.html 
My thoughts are with you all.
Ian Shank
Ian Shank
It's been 5 days since Henry passed away, and 5 days that I've struggled to avoid it. I submersed myself in schoolwork, refrained from facebook, talked, wrote, and thought of other things, all the while dimly aware that I was in active denial, and that each day Henry's absence was becoming harder to ignore. I guess I wanted to believe that if I could just distance myself from what had happened it would eventually all go away. When I met Henry, I remember thinking he was one of the most strangely kind people I'd ever encountered. I was a few years younger than he was, and while most kids would've just brushed me off, Henry was always unbelievably welcoming whenever our families would get together. I thought he was hilarious, and it want a lot to me to be in the presence of someone so genuinely hospitable at a time when I was still getting used to living in Minnesota.  Like my dad mentioned, I will also remember Henry as "Saint Henry." I was something like 7 or 8 when I heard that a nun at Henry's Montessori school had bestowed that title on him, and I distinctly remember being not only unfazed, but somewhat bored by the story's conclusion. Of course Henry was a saint. By my 2nd grade logic it seemed fairly obvious: I had never seen him doing anything malicious, nor did he even seem capable of it. Though this story was from many years ago, this was a quality that stayed with Henry throughout his entire life. I'm not much of a literary person, but in recent days I keep coming back to a book I read in 11th grade English. In "100 Years of Solitude" by Gabriel Garcia Marquez, there is a character so pure and ethereally good that one day, quite without explanation, she floats out of her house and into heaven. Recalling this I can't help but think of Henry, and how much I, and everyone who knew him, will miss this exceptionally warmhearted individual.
Ellen Weinauer
Ellen Weinauer
To Doug, Meredith, Maggie, and Owen:
We have been struggling to find the words to speak in this moment of profound tragedy.  No word is adequate--the loss is truly unutterable, unspeakable. Please know that our hearts ache with you for the loss of your beautiful boy.  
Ellen Weinauer, Jonathan, Liana, and Rafi Barron