People often ask me, “how are you not afraid of dying at the hands of Scrappy? how can you face him every day with the knowledge that he can and will kill you if given the chance?” The answer is that, yes, he can destroy my physical body, but he cannot kill my soul. He cannot rid the good I’ve done for others and the world. He cannot kill my kindness. The memory of me can never die. So, in that way, I will live to fight him forever, even if my bones are deep in the ground.
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