We comprehend the risk in sending young soldiers off to battle: the abrupt cessation of so much potential and promise. In my brief career, I have already seen patients from infancy to young adulthood fall victim to the cruelty of nature. There is no such thing as premature death in his mind, as nature does not owe long life to any of us. To take an extreme example, the death of a ten-year-old, no matter how well-lived differs tremendously in its fullness from the death of a ninety-year-old. In ruminating on Jon’s death, and death in the young, I think of this passage from Shakespeare’s Macbeth.