today would have been my junkie brother-in-law's birthday.
he was 3 years older than my husband and he was a nasty nasty man.

i knew him from the time i was 19 years old until he died a few years back. tho in his final few years no one had much to do with him.
couldn't trust him. he'd steal the pennies off a dead man's eyes!

i thought perhaps it was the drugs than made him the bad person he was but i learned over the years that he never WAS nice but he always was careful to SAY all the right things.

they should have taken his high school picture and the picture of how he looked in his last years and put them side by side on a poster and hung copies in every jr. high in america.

he was the high school jock, real good looking with the attitude that went with it.
had girls at the nod of his head and all the old ladies thought he was a sweet boy cause he knew all the right words.

when he died, he was homeless mooching off of a kind hearted man that always was fond of the family. he looked like he was 90 if a day and a bad 90 at that!
bent over and with a tube in his side to drain liver fluids and a daily pile of pills he had to take plus the drugs to keep him off of heroin. oh yeah.

had to hide money and my little bit of jewelry every time he stopped by to look for money but his mother adored him and so...

this is my little birthday gift to all of you from him.
drugs can be a DEAD end and if you are lucky, you'll die young from them and not like he did, bit by bit piece by piece over the years and killing any good memories your family had while you were at it.

i'm not against grass. in fact,i'd like to see it legalized and properly inspected and TAXED.

but heroin and the others. you have to be crazy to think they won't get the best of you and then leave others to clean up your mess and bury what's left.