Lord it was beautiful. SS and with the flutes it was magnificent. If I was younger I'd buy one but I think before the Pandemic they were running a couple of grand. I will pick up a nice used 357Mag wheel gun soon when I down size the guns I own. A 357 mag will be in what I get down to but not one that expensive. Anyway, we all got friends we grew up with that just couldn't deal with drugs and even being the same age (old as hell) he never got away from drugs and dug in deep the last few years. He once was an outstanding athlete and damn good looking (in a non gay way) and that's probably why he's still alive. He heard I was home from the hospital and came by with his python. He needed to sell it and just wanted a grand. I'll have to look it up, but I figure they might be going for 3g's now, I don't know, but a lot more than a grand.
Deal of a life time but I just couldn't do it. Not that I'm some saint, I ain't no saint...poet...naw. No saint or poet. I knew it was just going for drugs and the next guy he shows it to will buy it. I just couldn't be a part of helping push him the rest of the way off the cliff.
I'm telling you this story because I never tried to help him get help. Never told him what a fool he was or do the things a friend would do for a pal to help him. I just pretended he'd get over it and be himself again. I knew better. Most of you are younger than me and most of those know an old friend like mine killing himself. Tell him what you think. Try to help when it matters. I didn't. What did I do? I tried to make myself feel better by not buying a gun from a burnt out druggie. What a great guy I must think I am. But I'm not. I was a horrible friend to not do something when it could have helped.
Don't be me, be a better friend.
Deal of a life time but I just couldn't do it. Not that I'm some saint, I ain't no saint...poet...naw. No saint or poet. I knew it was just going for drugs and the next guy he shows it to will buy it. I just couldn't be a part of helping push him the rest of the way off the cliff.
I'm telling you this story because I never tried to help him get help. Never told him what a fool he was or do the things a friend would do for a pal to help him. I just pretended he'd get over it and be himself again. I knew better. Most of you are younger than me and most of those know an old friend like mine killing himself. Tell him what you think. Try to help when it matters. I didn't. What did I do? I tried to make myself feel better by not buying a gun from a burnt out druggie. What a great guy I must think I am. But I'm not. I was a horrible friend to not do something when it could have helped.
Don't be me, be a better friend.