A very good friend shot himself this time of year, 1987. We were seniors, he was a smart good looking guy. Happy, popular, signed up to go into the Air Force that summer. Couldnt wait to get started on his new career.
Left the house early the first morning of Turkey season, did it 200 yards from the house, with a deer rifle. (Illegal for turkeys here)
32 years later, it still upsets me. No note, still can't guess why.
Sorry to hear that. Had a friend named David Ellis, school, then played ball against him in high school. Guy was always upbeat, one of my favorites, then one day he turned dark for no apparent reason. After he killed himself, I learned that his father and a brother had done the same. Depression, hereditary, it took a happy upbeat guy, then hit like a dark storm.
