Beautiful, Charles. I love that you've remembered the names and, in doing so, have honoured Olson and Ann. (They say we all die twice. The second time is when our names are spoken one last time.)

My heart goes out to 11-year-old you watching Ann sobbing. Your kind soul shines bright in this moving story, Charles. And (as someone who doesn't get out much) it makes me appreciative of Medium and the connections we forge here.