It’s not Sunday, but Seth Walsh’s squad is at a church in Mt. Washington.

His brothers are crafting and clowning around. His mom is chatting with others not far from the sanctuary. There’s a voice missing though from those conversations.

“He’s not afraid to talk to anybody,” Seth’s mom, Michelle Walsh, said.

She’s talking about the boy whose name is on shirts and masks that fill the church: Seth Walsh. What they wouldn’t give to see him walk into the place.

Seth is in a hospital room. It’s been that way, on and off, for years now.

“I miss being at home,” he said.

Michelle Walsh remembers it all vividly, especially the beginning, when a rash ultimately turned into an ambulance ride to Norton Children’s Hospital.

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