Gay stolberg: how are you coping? jamie raskin: well, tommy left us a farewell note where he said, "please forgive me. my illness won today. "look after each other, the animals, and the global poor, all my love tommy." and i'll spend the rest of my life trying to live up to that note. gay stolberg: well, i assume you forgave him. jamie raskin: oh, but of course, i mean, and i don't want to reveal the contents, but i left a note for him too when we buried him. and of course, i mean, what else could i do? he's my son, and he was enduring unimaginable suffering and we miss him every minute of eve...