Today is already a hard day. I woke up at 6 am with all the questions about Wyatt's death, that we haven't got answers for, swirling in my head. I just don't understand how he could have fallen from a fifth story window so easily. I talked to the mother of the volunteer that was right in front of him when he fell. He wasn't running or putting undue pressure on the window at all. He simply took a step backward and leaned into the glass. Why was the window so big and low to the ground? Why wasn't there safety glass in the big fifth floor window? I have asked a asked the Peace Corps and the Hotel Edinburgh owner to send me pictures. They don't respond. I want a full accident report. Don't we have a right to it? I don't know if CPR was performed. I did find out from the funeral director that he landed on his feet, both ankles were broken. He said Wyatt didn't have bruising or lacerations on his chest at all. The death certificate says he died from shock and a lacerated lung. But his left lung and his heart were not damaged. The witnesses say he had a weak pulse for about 20 minutes. It took 30 minutes for emergency care to arrive. I am so frustrated! I know it won't change anything, after all the questions are answered my son will still be dead. I am so distraught. Why did he have to die? Why wasn't there a miracle for him? These are the questions I ask God, over and over again. There won't be an answer. I feel like my life is over, shattered like glass at my feet. And yet the sun came up again today, and I am trapped in this god forsaken world.

I'm sorry. Thank you for listening.

Wyatt Dean Ammon

I cannnot believe I am typing these words with tears in my eyes. My only, dearest son Wyatt died on Nov. 18th, 2005, from injuries received in a fall, while working in the Peace Corps in Zambia, Africa. There are no words to express what our family has been through the past 2 weeks. No parent should have to lose a child. I thought I understood when I lost my younger brother in a car accident at age 21. Now I know what my parents went through, for I am living it myself. The pain, the grief, the guilt at still being alive while my son lies dead, is over-whelming. It has taken me 2 weeks to be able to even type this. I know I will live on somehow because we must, but my life will never, ever, ever be the same. At the same time, I want to thank from the very bottom of my heart, all of my family members, Wyatt's friends from Dell Rapids, Hamline University, Washington DC, and around the world, and all of our very dear friends and neighbors here in Dell Rapids, who have opened their hearts and homes to us during this time. To all of you, Thank You for all you have done for us. We are overwhelmed by your kindness and generosity and love. You know who you are. We love you.