He was playing with other kids in the neighborhood in a sand pile. Older boys came up and decided to “see what the gun would do” is what we later learned. At first, we were told that he “fell forward” just as the gun was shot into the sand pile. It was just a tragic case of teenage boys being teenage boys and Stephen paid the price.
I lost a classmate at 12 from a ricochet of a .22 bullet. The other classmate who fired the round never recovered from having been somewhat responsible for the tragedy.
Sometimes the cards just aren’t fair.