Thank you, Ally Bartoszewicz, for this reflection on a summer to remember in the "Black Diamond" unit. I was struck with the truth that that boy was still in between those two freckled ears, lost in a silent scream of a dropped signal. I no longer saw an enigma, a violent other who rocked back and forth and moved his hands in ways I could never comprehend. I saw a child, a man, a human.
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