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“He laid back and looked up at me and said, ‘They tell me I’m going to die.’ And I said, ‘Can you do me a favor? When you get to the pearly gates, you tell him you’re Santa’s number one elf.’ And he said, ‘I am?’ I said, ‘Sure you are. And they’ll let you right in,'” Eric Schmitt-Matzen, 61, of Caryville, Tennessee, said.
He said the boy then looked up at his eyes and asked, “Santa, can you help me?”
Schmitt-Matzen said he hugged the boy and that’s when he passed away in his arms. “Tears were running down my face,” Schmitt-Matzen said, adding that it took him a while to recover from the heartache. “It took two weeks to not be seeing his little eyes looking up at me all the time.”