I knew both of these young men, both of them called me auntie. I also know Quentins youngest brother Crash. But in my heart I feel like both families lost children. Reality is that they are both victims of society and what is placed out there for the demise of the black man and until we find a way to entertain and uplift our men, we lose them to the social society. We all lost, that day. Now lets try to do something in their memory to make life better for our next generation to come.