I was at a Christmas party and won a silly stuffed animal. This other member Haas been trying to get it, but I won. He looked dejected and I sensed something else. I caught up with him and asked. We were outside and he said he had wanted it for his daughter. Times were bad and he couldn't afford a gift. And he loved her so. I gave him the animal and said "Meet me at Toys R Us tomorrow!" We had a blast! Jesse had a way of making feel special. He drew pictures for me and even though half my age he said he loved me because of my stories and my take on life. I never had a son. With Jesse there were two. He was a twin! When John called last week, he could barely breathe. My beloved Jesse fell down two flights of stairs and suffered traumatic brain injury. He was in ICU. I spent last Saturday with Jesse. He DOES. know it's me. I would take every bit of his pain if I could. I don't know how this will go. But tonight please say a prayer for my Jesse.