My friend would sit quietly in the corner and talk to himself when he only drank beer; nicest guy you ever met. A bottle of wine would have him shouting obscenities at passersby for reasons unknown. He might walk naked into the police station after a night of tequila. Once, Jim Beam sent him staggering down Highway 24 to do hand to hand combat with a moving semi-truck. Later he walked away from the altercation on two broken legs, a broken arm and 3 broken ribs. My friend died alone in his apartment last night after 60 days of detox.
Jerry Brotherton 
so sad :(
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Thanks for dropping by
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So sad. So tragic 😢
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Thanks for reading my friend
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Ain’t that life sometimes?
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Would like to remember this broken man by his first name.
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Well, that was sad… ;-(((
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As usual, Jerry, you can capture existence in a nutshell. Flash of Life or Flash of Death … Isn’t that what, essentially, we all are!?
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Yes, dear friend, we live our entire existence in a ‘flash’ of life so we must make the best use of every moment.
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I’m so very very very sorry to hear this! :-( A tragedy. :-(
Thank you for being his friend, Jerry.
There are many we people we see day to day that need a smile, a kind word…just knowing they are seen or have a friend can be so important.
(((HUGS)))
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I’m sorry for you loss.
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Thank you
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I hope this one is fiction.
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99% true…he died of sclerosis of the liver and was not alone in the end.
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I’m sorry to hear that. Such a sad story.
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