I'm thinking that if my friends wouldn't have died when I was seven, and all that surrounded that time, didn't happen, I'd be in a different place then I am today. It really shaped my life. 40 years later and it still effects how I feel about things. Death in particular. I just think that it would have been different. Maybe better, maybe not. After all, there were still other traumas that definitely made their impact on me. However, maybe it would be easier to fight those without the deaths hanging over me.