Time doesn’t erase parents’ need to remember child

Ten and a half years ago, our first born decided to arrive a little early on June 18, 1989 — Father's Day. He suffocated during the delivery and was revived. He lived seven precious days

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By Thomas Torresson HAND of the Peninsula My son, Shawn, is 2 1/2 now. It's been 4 years since the death of my first son, Dylan. It's funny the things that make me think of

Two Dads Reflect on Passage of Time

By Frank Em HAND of the Peninsula I first learned about HAND the way most of us have, and I'd call it "the hard way": by losing a precious child at a very early age.