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Initially it was my brother, Bobby, the kid who never ever fulfilled a stranger. Bobby was just like Daddy in that he always tried to make everybody laugh. Everyone liked Bobby. We matured poor, but Bobby constantly had people buying him stuff since they liked him. He was just that sort of individual. But, much like Daddy, Bobbys flaw was that he was an alcoholic. Bobby was jailed for not paying on his fines for DUI and likewise possession of marijuana. He had actually been trying to get his life together. He was registered in a program at a technical college where he was taking vehicle body repair work. He stated he felt different there at school-- that he actually applied himself which others didnt even imitate they cared. He lastly had hope. However one journey back with his old pals in his old hometown sufficed to get him back into one of his old patterns and he decided to get some cannabis. He was visited the police and found to be in possession. The day he preceded the judge was a strange day-- an almost magical day. I was there with a letter from one of the directors of the school stating that he was enrolled in the program. However this was inadequate for the Judge. When Bobbys attorney asked if they were sure that it was marijuana, the Judge stated he didnt know many people who would bring around a little bag of turnip greens. The Judge desired him to remain in the exact same town and not be enabled to go back to his out-of-state school. He stated he believed the exact same thing might take place there. He wanted him to be with my mom at her home. The problem was that my mom had 2 children with my step-father and the burden would have been heavy on her. So, when they asked her if he might be launched to her, she hesitated. She said, well, oh, well my partner, uh-- I didnt hear anything else. So, Bobby stayed in jail. It was a weird day, an extremely odd day. This one day, in my viewpoint, was the turning point of his life-- he began passing away that day. You simply never understand. When I went to visit him there at the prison and bring him a few things, I asked him if they ever got ice cream. He stated, are you insane-- theyd eliminate for ice cream here. Anyway, after a few weeks, Bobby was launched and was on his way to deal with me once again when he was struck by a train. They said he was intoxicated. I remember my sis and siblings and I going downtown to get clothes for him to use. We desired him to have denims, because he constantly wore denims and then he had to have underwear. Why did he have to have them? There was a big conversation over this, so we lastly made the decision that he was going to have underwear. The person who was assisting us said that they came 3 to a plan; somebody said what are we going to do with the other 2 sets? The assistant there at the store, seeing the circumstance stated that he could get boxers. However, we said he never used shorts. She said, ok-- Ill simply take one pair out of the package. We were half there and half somewhere else. An open-casket was more than I might take. I remember believing to myself-- where were all these people when he was alive. One female stated, doesn't he look good? I remember stating to her the only way he would look excellent would be if he were alive. My mother truly loved Bobby since he was the only one who might make her laugh. She hasn't actually laughed much considering that he died. That had to do with 20 years ago.

Then there was Randy. Randy Congenital disorders was a sweet, mild male who never hurt anyone intentionally-- except himself. When he was only 10, he had an accident which harmed his voice box; he was driving a gocart and faced a chain length fence. He pushed the gas instead of the brakes. However, still he didnt let that keep him from using his voice as a way to make his living. With his graveldy voice, he worked at McDonalds and took orders thru the drive in. Many individuals asked him if he had a cold. Then later on he worked for a significant electronics company where he operated in customer care. His last major goal was to receive his RN degree; but even though he finished with a 4.0 average, he never ever got to use it. Just a few days after graduation, he was detected with complete blown AIDS. He might probably have lived longer if he had taken his anti retro viral drugs, but he said they made him ill, so he flushed them down the toilet. AIDS did not take him quickly. He suffered, so when he died at the hospital, I understood in my heart he would be better off with the Lord. He did try for a while. Randy never ever injured anyone other than himself, so why did he leave this earth early? Randy joked about having HELP which Oprah ought to have him and Clay on her program because he felt it was probably strange for 2 bros to have AIDS.

Randy and Clay both had actually gone to Los Angeles where they felt they were more accepted and able to live and not be judged since of their sexual preference. Clay was the greatest and was a fighter. Clay could actually get angry. He was more of an in your face person. But when it concerned AIDS, he was really included as one of the individuals with full-blown HELP who had lived the longest. This was many years ago, when everybody who got AIDS was anticipated to pass away from complications connected with AIDS. He stated all of his friends were gone, including his partner whom he loved. However he combated and kept a favorable mindset. He informed me that at one time his T-cells were so couple of that he had them called.

So, why am I telling you about this? Why am I releasing unpleasant details to you? It is not to make you sad. If youve read this entire post, you are definitely an unusual person who is not scared to check out truth. Many people would have stopped when after checking out Bobby. It is my opinion that many people don't wish to deal with truth when it concerns death and AIDS. That is why people do not discuss it or why a remedy has actually not been found.

I keep in mind how individuals remarks injure me so. My pastor at church specified in among his sermons that in the beginning, God developed Adam and Eve; not Adam and Steve. I increased after the service and told him how this made me feel. After that, I left my church. My brothers had a relationship with God; none people are best. We are told not to judge. But, people often put down and criticize something they are afraid of or do not comprehend. We should all aim to comprehend each other. We should all love one another. We must all understand that HELP or alcoholism or any type of disease can take place to any of us or a person we like.

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