I have my moments
Some of you who have read stories of my past can agree I was a pretty decent guy.
I wasn’t a trouble maker. You could trust me with you last dollar and if you needed a dollar I was your guy.
I always looked out for my friends and hated to see anybody get hurt. If you had one to many beers I’d get you home. If something made you sad I was there to listen.
But of all those proud moments there was one not so proud moment that frustrates me to this day.
It was the day the Animal fought my friend.
How can you not like sports?
It was my senior year. I was knee deep in a study group for a class I had to pass. It was a stressful time. The class was hard, the teacher harder and my nerves were…
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