More times than he can recall, Mr. O'Clair, who has an image of Timothy tattooed on his arm, drove about 20 miles to Albany from his home in Schenectady to explain to strangers that he gave up custody of his son to the state, essentially making the boy an orphan so that he could qualify for treatment for his emotional problems under Medicaid. The benefits under Mr. O'Clair's health insurance had run out.
. . . After years of wrangling, the State Senate and Assembly reached an agreement that would require health insurance companies to cover treatment for mental illness.
Mr. O'Clair sat a few feet away, on one of the plush green chairs outside the Senate chambers. As a passer-by offered congratulations, Mr. O'Clair gave a weary smile. He noted that the next morning he planned to attend what would have been his son's high school graduation.

