Communicating, Randy’s school report tells us, is not his strongest skill. For the first eight years of his life, in fact, he didn’t speak at all. Nowadays he does, although his words are sometimes inaudible. But he is communicating, albeit in his own way. A few days ago I had to cry while Randy was standing right next to me. I was trying to hold back the tears and be strong for the little guy. That didn’t really work out, but it was okay. Maybe I felt that I owed him something after all that he gave me.
Once Randy began talking, he kept on talking. He shared his tearful moments, told me that he often had to cry when he didn’t know how to react. I feel lonely at times too, he said. I don’t really have friends I can hang out with, and I miss my (half) brothers and sisters. His brother Austin lives with him, but a large part of the family lives elsewhere – mostly in Utah. Randy hardly ever ventures outside Ely, let alone the state of Nevada. One time he went to see his brother Justin in Utah – the sibling he misses most of all, because he made him do things like hiking.