Healing My Family's Painful Legacy of Suicide
Category: IMPACT
On July 7, 1981 like a typical teenager, I was sun bathing at the local public pool, Highland Park in Endwell, New York when I heard my younger sister, Chris screaming, "Uncle Tony is dead!" I was fourteen at the time. I was startled and confused and tried to reassure her everything would be okay. I thought, "How can that be he is only thirty-three?"
By Anne DiNoto, Contributor
Organizer, Suicide Survivor Day, 2013-11-23