Friend killed him self back in our thirties, had pistol whipped his gf, she called cops so he went out in the yard and used said pistol to end his problems
At the funeral I needed to peek into the casket to make sure the preacher was talking about the same guy
They asked friends to speak, but I declined, his parents didn’t need to hear about what a rake and rogue he was. They knew in their hearts. Him and I had some fun times going on Bender’s
Hit me hard cause I’d chewed his azz a few days earlier about a paint job he’d done on a vehicle for us Felt guilty about it.
Had to be left alone for a few days just doing mindless physical labor.
He was an only child, felt bad for his folks
I'm pretty certain when we sing our anthem and mention the land of the free, the original intent didn't mean cell phones, food stamps and birth control.
