"My mother wasn't able to take it very well. She had to describe his death as an assassination. She could not accept the common word 'murder'.

My older son, the oldest child felt guilty that he should have been able to steer his brother in a different direction. My daughter feels that she should have been able to influence him, because she too was older. My youngest child felt abandoned. And I feel that we die when it's our time." ---Diane Mallette

Vincente Miles' mother Diane Mallette keeps his ashes in this metal book urn which sits on the TV in the living room of her home.