Randy: The Boy Who Made Us Smile

When the social worker popped open her trunk the stench of the smoke was almost more than we could stand. It was emitting from…

Connie Ragen Green — Randy: The Boy Who Made Us Smile

When the social worker popped open her trunk the stench of the smoke was almost more than we could stand. It was emitting from the two large trash bags that contained Randy’s clothes. There was also a small bicycle and a pair of cowboy boots. Together she and I dragged everything…