The Last Voice Mail
In Bronx, New York, 7-year-old Ethan left a voice message on his mother’s phone “Mama, we’re waiting for you to eat icecream.” A few moments later Ethan would be dead — crushed by a run-away Mersadues SUV that backed into Kennedy’s Chicken & Sandwitches, the restaurant they were eating at. Natasha Villavecencio, Ethan’s mother, says that at least she’l always have that tiny piece of her son — the voicemail he left moments before he died — to remember him … Continue reading →