A child is dead. In a community as small as ours, the children belong to all of us. This one was lost and perhaps none of us knew the right way to help. We share a sense of failed and regret. That this child's vanishing does not leave a visible rent in the universe is a mystery. It saddens and angers us that all that might have been is gone forever. We grieve for the family and for the community. Something in each of has flown away. We are diminished.