Thomas Koracick (to April): My kid died. Uh, freak accident... at school. Took a baseball bat to the skull, died instantly. He was 10. It was, uh... unfair. So unfair. The priest said talk to God, but I-I... I wanted to find God and choke the life out of Him. I didn't want to talk to God. I didn't care what He had to say. I wanted to talk to my son. I was not, um, as delightful then in that period as I am now. I... I was not fit company. My marriage fell apart. I was alone. So I went to church. Because in church, you can talk out loud all by yourself and not look crazy. So I would go to Mass, and I would talk to my son. I still do. I don't think God left me or I left God. I just think we got in a fight. That's all.