he_died kerry and i don't know him but justin's dad is dead because he shot himself he's only fifteen and dadless, he's too attached, it's unfair 020521 ... pSyche We wept when we saw him lying there. Only I suppose that isn't the right thing to say now. Because that wasn't "him". It was just his shell, an empty home that his life had fled from. That shell wasn't who he was. We didn't weep because we were sorry that he died. It's all rather complex I suppose. We wept because we were sorry that we were still alive; that he had been so unjustly snatched from us. We wept because WE had lost something. In our self-centered pity, we wept for our own loss. after all, what did he have to lose by leaving this place? 050219 ... unhinged a walking ghost i wish him peace understanding that sometimes it's only the end that brings us relief that i hope sometime he isn't a ghost to himself 050219 ... kelc my old friend's step-dad put the hose in his car attatched to the gas pipe, fell asleep and never woke up. He wrote a story and i read it in his diary thing. He told me not to read anything else, and i didn't. Sometime i wish i had, for i haven't seen him since he moved a few years ago. My Grandpa's dieing now. Got cancer - hes in his 80s and i always though when or if i had kids, they could sneak their hands in his pockets and steal the bitter, kind of minty candy out of it. Sure, it tasted gross, but i ate it anyway.. seemed to make him smile. Now his hair fuzzy and i want to stroke his head. It makes him look younger, even if its still white. Or maybe it's all teh wieght he lost. 050219 ... kelc *exhaust pipe 050219 what's it to you? who go blather from