I got up thanksgiving morning with wonderful plans for the day, even though I slept in a bit.
I got up and fly my Red tail (as I am a licensed falconer), did a bunch of nothing while watching football, and then go ready for the big feast at grandma's house. She is my true fathers(johnny) mom(she played a big part in my life growing up), not my dads(ed) mom (the man my mom was with when I was born).
We got to my grandmas house around 2:30 in the afternoon, and I immediately headed i to the kitchen, so I set down my phone and wallet,to help out with dinner.
I missed a call from an unknown to me caller, and a voice mail was left. I noticed I had missed the call so I ,as normal, listened to the voicemail first to see who had called me, it was my dads(Ed's) brother, uncle Ben. He told me he had some bad news about my father, I called him back quickly, but no answer. So I called Eds mom, my grandma (IF YOU DONT WANT TO READ ANYTHING SAD LEAVE NOW) and all she could muster to me was Philicia they shot him, they shot Eddy and stole his rig(he drove truck for a living). A that point I couldnt listen anymore, I had to go before I completely broke down, I got off the phone and fell to my knees in tears.
Please keep my daddy in your prayers and they catch the $0B that killed my dad!! Also pray for his mother, A mom should never have to watch her son being berried!
I just wonder how much would have been different if my dad could legally carry concealed.
Things would have probably been a lot different.
I got up and fly my Red tail (as I am a licensed falconer), did a bunch of nothing while watching football, and then go ready for the big feast at grandma's house. She is my true fathers(johnny) mom(she played a big part in my life growing up), not my dads(ed) mom (the man my mom was with when I was born).
We got to my grandmas house around 2:30 in the afternoon, and I immediately headed i to the kitchen, so I set down my phone and wallet,to help out with dinner.
I missed a call from an unknown to me caller, and a voice mail was left. I noticed I had missed the call so I ,as normal, listened to the voicemail first to see who had called me, it was my dads(Ed's) brother, uncle Ben. He told me he had some bad news about my father, I called him back quickly, but no answer. So I called Eds mom, my grandma (IF YOU DONT WANT TO READ ANYTHING SAD LEAVE NOW) and all she could muster to me was Philicia they shot him, they shot Eddy and stole his rig(he drove truck for a living). A that point I couldnt listen anymore, I had to go before I completely broke down, I got off the phone and fell to my knees in tears.
Please keep my daddy in your prayers and they catch the $0B that killed my dad!! Also pray for his mother, A mom should never have to watch her son being berried!
I just wonder how much would have been different if my dad could legally carry concealed.
Things would have probably been a lot different.