Jason Moyer on 13/3/2009 at 19:36

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I know the forum was having issues for awhile, but it's weird seeing a post from 1990 suddenly appear out of nowhere.

Tocky on 14/3/2009 at 04:12

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I love Bill. He reminds me of my irresponsible days. I particularly like the mushroom story but phfftt 5 grams of dry try half an ounce. We didn't know. I learned that frost turns the whole world into a beautiful jewel. Someday when I no longer have to protect and support my loved ones I will get the bad great grandkid to bring me some at the home.

Till then I protect and serve. And it's funny but I thought of Red when I made my post. I like to think redemption is possible but I've seen so many who are warped selfish to such an extreme that I've had to gird myself. I have to be the wall between my family and nightmare.

Not long back my daughter had a stalker. She had called the police and they had talked to him but it made no difference. Some people are not like you and me. I learned of it when she called with a quaver in her voice. He kept showing up at her work and saying he loved her and would raise her child even though she had only met him once at the Thacker Mountain radio production and handed him a business card as she had thousands of others.

He was a nut. Trust me, there is more I haven't time to get into. Strange shit. She worried her husband would do something rash as she still had not told him and I worried too as I've seen him rightious angry in her defense. I could not allow him to ruin his promising career or thier life together. I had to make a choice.

I'm away on route during the day so I had to have the guys at the shop keep a lookout and tell me when his truck showed up in the lot where she worked. They did, matter of fact it was Scott, the same guy who got stabbed by his neighbor. I called the stalker on his cell and told him where he worked, where he was now, where he lived, who his parents were, everything he had done until that point.

Then I told him my choice. I have lived a good life. I couldn't just beat his ass because I might get thrown in jail and he could get to my daughter. I couldn't let my son in law find out because of what I've stated. I had to kill him. I had made up my mind it was the only way since police did not scare him. If I saw his truck anywhere near her again he would not get to say a word.

I'm so grateful he believed me. I've never been a truely good person but I so want to get out of this life at least not killing. He never bothered her again. I've never told my wife or daughter or anyone what I said to make him quit partly because I'm ashamed and partly because I meant it and they don't need to know I can be that way. This is my purge.

But Red be damned I stand by what I said. Life. Even if it is me that gets it.

Tocky on 15/3/2009 at 01:46

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That is not possible. Not at one time. A gallon sure.