My baby boy, Mitchell was murdered right in front of me. It was a good day, laughing as we always did and cooking together. Then evil stood in front of his front window and took his life. I’m numb, I can’t think straight, I don’t know what to do or how to be. My son, as most know, lived in Tucson, AZ. I need to bring him home to Ohio for a proper funeral. I’m still unemployed, recovering from the dog attack (last July), and I need help, PLEASE