A guy I went to high school with just died. Huge guy. He chewed and drank. A lot. I've seen pictures of him recently sitting in a wheelchair with a fucking oxygen mask on and a catheter Hanging off the wheelchair, and he is twirling his precious Copenhagen can in his fingers like acfidget spinner.
His daughter was driving him around and he stopped breathing. Pulled in to the local chevy dealer and they hauled him out of the car and did CPR in the parking lot, where he died.
My class was 230 people. 2 more are fighting jaw cancer. In a brutal painful disfiguring way. It isn't a coincidence that they all looked like hamsters with so much chew shoved in their mouths.
Rough living. Easy dying.
? sad. thankful for this place and you.
Damn......Just........Damn
Yet another reason I love this place... motivation everywhere you look.
freedom
May this person rest in peace. And moreover, may we be thankful for each other...working to save each other's lives every damn day; so that hopefully, this does not become our fate.
It does give us a shock when we realize as we look at others, that we could still be right there with them, IF we had not come to our own senses and realize what we were doing to ourselves.
It makes us glad we have found that way, the path to making our self better, making our self healthy both physically and mentally as we live life free of the poison.
And for one, life is so much better without it.
Condolences, may your friend be at peace and his family move on with his good memory.
