My brother died…
Posted by delta on 21st June 2009
It sounds terrible, I know, but I’ve kinda been waiting for this news for 30+ years. He was almost 50 years old and had been abusing drugs since his teens. I’m not surprised at all – kinda feel bad that I don’t feel bad, you know?
I don’t have many details: He was at a party, went into the bathroom (to do something other than go to the bathroom), came out, took a couple steps and did a face plant – DEAD…
In the business I’m in, I’m the odd man out because I don’t do anything but drink a Guinness on occasion. People often comment about it – let me make it real simple for you…
1) My older sister was killed by a drunken driver when I was 10, literally on the way to her Senior Prom where she was literally the Prom Queen…
2) My remaining brother and sister have been manufacturers, developers, distributors, users, and abusers since their teens. Both started out as having the brains to be anything they wanted to be, both chose to be what they became, both have destroyed their children, neither have ever been to jail for anything serious (which probably would have done them some good). My brother has three girls who are wacked, my little sister has a boy and girl who are wacked. What these kids consider normal just ain’t normal. It’s probably worth mentioning that my brother’s ex mother-in-law has had custody of his kids for a few years now, and my parents have custody of my sisters kids – unfortunately, both sets of grandparents got custody after the damage was done (all the kids are teenagers at this point)…
3) Drugs killed my brother. His body was actually 20 years older than his age…
4) Drugs are going to kill my sister shortly. Even if she stopped today, the damage to her body is already done. She’s 38 and she is having the health problems of a 50 year old already…
5) Drugs are going to kill at least two of my cousins – they are kinda already dead cause their brains are so far gone…
6) Two of my uncles have destroyed their families due to drugs…
7) America has been fighting the war on drugs since I was in Jr. High School. Many men and women have lost their lives trying to keep that crap off the streets. Good friends of mine. People who are willing to fight and die for something bigger than themselves. Every-time you light one up, every-time you shoot up, every-time you pop a pill, every-time you buy it, you are stomping on their graves – YOU! I take offense to that…
So, not only will I not do drugs under any circumstances, I won’t be around those who do – that’s why I don’t go to your parties people. Your behavior offends me…
As far as alcohol goes, don’t abuse it. If I ever see you drunk and about to get into the drivers seat of a car, I will shove my knife through at least two of your sidewalls – you may have one spare, but you won’t have two…
Get it?!
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