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s nd | Got to know my older relative when I was in high school. He took me to Minneapolis MN and and we did the town at night. Taught me to tip, how to act in big city,etc. Ten years later he is in Arkansas and fighting cancer. I found his hospitals care room phone number and called him on a sunday and told him I would love to see him again. Couldn't talk or understand him much as he was on a voice simulator. Guess he didn't want me to see him like that, so he gets his 357 from the bottom of his briefcase and blows his head off next morning. Nice for me, thinking I mighta started it a little. So be careful what ya wish for and what's best for everyone. We're taught that life has pain sometimes, and you might have to have a little of it time and again. We'll see.
Edited by ndred 3/10/2017 10:54
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terminal illness/suicide/Kevorkian
