I did not suffer long with my brothers suicide. My mom is the one who still suffers with micheals suicde so does my dad but they keep it to themselves.
He was a handsome man. He went on a trip with me because he did not want to see me traveling alone. I did not know that then I learned of that later. He taught me how to play chess. I was in nursing school when I found out about it. My instructor asked if I wanted to quit school and go back home I said no he would not have wanted me to drop out of school. So I just went home for a few days to go to the funeral. It was a closed casket but they let the family look at him it did not look like him. WE said our good byes.

He used a gun he was a parrole officer. He made very little money and she was wealthy, I think her name was jennifer.

He had just lost his girl friend, jennifer, she was moving to florida.Asked if he wanted to go. He said he could not up and go to florida. he had just put $800 of tires on his car, credit card. half a jug of whiskey was gone in the apartment when the chief of police found him dead in his apartment. he had to tell my dad...it was terrible.We helped clean up the apartment I took his old tv and his cockatiel bird Baby. I had baby several years and then he was dead one day so we(jeff and I) buried him along a creek that ran across Indiana university in bloomington IN. It was my last connection to micheal.
The tv is up in the attic, it still ran fine but I won a flat screen tv. and it was bigger and better picture. So that was that.
I feel better this evening, don't want to race to bed like I have been.I am still drinking heavily.
that you ladies for your support.
bizi