I know these things happen. I know I can't fix the world. The
   iceberg of preventable family tragedies runs deep beyond what
   happened here, and all the laws and training and care can't stop
   future events like this. It's easy to become callous. Sometimes
   I am too. The more news that comes our way, it comes impossible
   to care for everybody and everything because of the volume of
   tragedy; we become immune to it. Yet, this one got me. What if I
   was disabled like this? I could've been. I could've been left
   behind on a bus. Forgotten. Died. I wouldn't be here to post
   this. I like being able to be here to post this.
   He was 19 years old. Mentally 3 years old. Doesn't matter. He
   got neglected. Shouldn't have happened.
   https://www.gofundme.com/uh44mgbs