"I didn’t have to go to his car or the sight at all. I had seen news articles and images of the remains of his home already, and I knew how terrible it was. I didn’t have to go to see it. During my visit to Syracuse, I could have just went to the funeral home to pick his remains in an urn. I wanted to see in person the wreckage. I wanted to inhale the air where he died. And I wondered if anything at all, some sort of a keepsake, a token of his life, would be there at his car." -Isobella Jade