It’s easy to see how a toddler could love this park. It’s child-sized, not too big, not too overwhelming, dotted with playground equipment and abandoned toy cars.
It was 4-year-old Davis Johnson’s favorite, in back of his parents’ house in Needham when the family lived in Boston the first time around, from 2006-08. It was close enough to the house, a staple on his father’s morning running route.
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God bless you coach. You will get through this. My heart goes out to you and your family.
“I wish I wasn’t in the club, but it’s an important part of who I am,” Johnson said. “It is who I am now.” Unfortunately, that last statement is one I can, and do identify with. It is horrible and wonderful, all at the same time. The pain and the memories are so vivid, but I think it helps us better appreciate today and all the loved ones around us. All the best Coach, to you and your family(and God Bless Davis).
I'm sorry for your loss. Blessings to you.
Amazing article; thank you. Wishing Coach Johnson strength and courage in the journey through his grief. Peace.