Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Freedom To Excercise Stupidity

Dear Sam,
Did Molly or Mom tell you about the drunk, passed-out guy they found on the door step of the Luther House last week? I think it was Thursday or Friday morning Molly woke up to sirens outside her window. One of the roommates came down about 7 - 7:30 a.m. and found a guy in a pool of blood lying on the sidewalk. Sometime after the bars closed the night before (2 a.m.) he was taking the shortcut down the hill, between the Chapel and the house and somehow fell or hit is head on the building then fell. Molly hasn't heard if he made it or not. He had to have been hypothermic if he was laying there since 2 or 3 a.m. Pastor Reigal had to bring his power washer to get the blood off the sidewalk.
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Dad,
That’s crazy about the drunk guy. I sure hope he is ok? Have you heard yet? Gosh, what a waste, you know. To get that drunk, fall down, and possibly die from a concussion or hypothermia of all things. I mean, my friends here are getting blown up and shot to death, meanwhile dumbasses back home drink themselves into oblivion. I think people like that should spend some time in a combat zone, and learn how precious life really is. I’ve seen puddles of blood spilled all over the ground, but it wasn’t from some moron passing out because he was intoxicated, it was because some ***** decided to bury an IED there. God, that just sucks to hear.

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