The death of a King
My brother, well where do I start. He was diagnosed early in his teens as manic depressive bipolar. He would have bouts where the mania would take control and he would sometimes do some very rash actions. He abused me verbally regularly but I still loved him like any brother. Well, Last night August 30th around 7pm Somewhere in Kentucky after taking an unannounced road trip and drinking while driving he was involved in a one car accident. It could have been much worse. But just another young soul that could have gone far, extremely bright and gifted just a little mislead and unwilling to get his illness in check. I love you bro. I always have, always will and you will be in my prayers tonight to forever.
Rest in peace big brother. I love you.