100s of bikers showed up to funeral of a little boy nobody wanted to bury because his father was in prison for murder.

The funeral director had called us after sitting alone in the chapel for two hours, waiting for anyone – anyone at all – to come say goodbye to little Tommy Brennan.

The boy had died of leukemia after fighting for three years, his grandma his only visitor, and she’d had a heart attack the day before his funeral.

Child services said they’d done their duty, the foster family said it wasn’t their responsibility, and the church said they couldn’t associate with a murderer’s son.

So this innocent child who’d spent his last months asking if his daddy still loved him was about to be buried alone in a potter’s field with just a number for a headstone. Continues…