Whoa! Didja get the numbers off that truck?!?

November 11, 2005 - 6:25 a.m.

Click bang, what a hang...

Yesterday, one of Son2's friends came over to play the new X-box football game. I'm not sure what it's called but has absolutely nothing to do with the NFL, apparently that's most of the fun.

They hang with what could be considered "a bad crowd", it depends on your yardstick. I know these guys, they used to play dress-up; you know what I mean... look like what you're not. It's a teenage thing, they've all moved past that. They're good kids, polite and respectful, so I never cared what they looked like. I always reserved the right to tease them about it though.

Son2's friend mentioned that one of the kids on the fringes of that crowd blew his brains out yesterday. I don't have much more detail than that. It's the second suicide to come out of that group, the last one was a hanging, about two years ago.

I don't know what kind of mental state precedes a decision like that. I've had a few people in my past end it in various ways. We all know what happens to the people left behind in those situations. I often wonder what happens to the soul that was formerly connected to that body.

I never met this one, Son2's friend described him as a "gangbanger" and he wasn't really welcome to the group but he knew a few inside it. I hope he's okay though, and adjusting to his new surroundings, whatever that is. I hope he found the peace he may have been looking for.

the last one -*- the next one