Thank you for your kind words. This boy lived RIGHT next door to me. We fished together, climbed trees and ran in the same Junior High crowd. Then he went his own way, living a very rough life.
I, like you , hope that he asked for the Lord's Salvation before he breathed his last. Its never too late. Dickie and I went to a lot of Sunday School classes together as boys. I like to think the same way you do.