Karah

And I remember like getting cold.

I remember literally getting cold and so numb and just like what it was, it was fucked up.

I remember I pulled over to the side at a gas station, went to the bathroom and I texted my friend.

I was like, he's gone.

And I'm like, he's just like that, you know?

So I go and see him before the funeral home picks him up.

And it's what you would expect.

And I'll never forget, they had brought, the funeral home came and they got his body out of his room.

And during that time, we were packing his things up.

It was just me and my brothers.

And I'll never forget this.

Even when you are so old and you are not in good circumstances, old habits die so hard.

They you can't let them go.

So we're packing all this stuff up.

And we my dad, when he would talk to us like in prison and stuff, would always tell us, you know, silly little things like, hey, never, never.

You always have a weapon on you.

Always make sure you're protected.

This, that and the other.

And my dad was just such a wild person, too.

I wish that I could paint the whole story or tell the whole story on how my vision of him was.