Sunday, December 12, 2010
In the middle of Summer back in 1990 I was invited to a new friends house, as we walked the yard we came across an old shed that someone had spray painted the words "HELP ME" on the front door. I asked this new friend who did that and he said "Oh, just my son up to no good again." Days turned into weeks,weeks into months and months into only a hand full of years. This man's son was a drug abuser and alcolic. He committed so many crimes and different kinds of them. He spent most of his adult life in jails and prisions. No matter what when he was out he just could not educate himself to societies ways, rules,and laws. One Fall evening about 10:30P.M. My phone rang. He had been drinking taking drugs and was in the passenger set of a Toyota Carolla with a friend of his that was doing to same as himself. On a long stretch of dark country road they were left of center when an old Ford Pickup truck ran head first into the passenger side right over my friends son. The truck driver was drunk. Both vechicles flipped over. The son was the only one the died that evening or was he dead in side by the time I read the "HELP ME" sign? He died in the hospital 3 hours later everything on his insides were destroyed. Doctors didn't even want body parts. I don't know why I am sharing this. Maybe just to let it go for awhile. 144719>
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