I lost a couple friends to drunk driving in High School. Back in those days, the cops all knew us and sent us home if we were tipsy. No one I knew wrecked in town. The ones that died were out in the country driving too fast and hit a dew dampened wooden bridge that sent them into the trees.
I did know one kid who died from a gun shot during a drug deal gone wrong.
I did know one kid who died from a gun shot during a drug deal gone wrong.






Now I'm thrilled to see snow--from a distance. The magnificent San Gabriel Mountains are near my house, close enough that I can see the snow up there, but far up enough that it never visits me down here in the valley.
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