This news provides no comfort for those back home in Michigan. Though closure would be the eventual path all should go, they aren’t ready for that. They were still attempting to cling onto a faint hope. But now that small flicker of hope is extinguished. The fire and the watery grave stand as bold, uncaring forces that now consume them in grief.

   The children accept it better than Cindy had anticipated.  They talk as if Dad had died with honor and dignity, now buried at sea.