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And they surrounded him and he shot himself.

And he's gone.

A few days later, I don't remember where I was going, but I see Jeff across the street.

And so I go over and he has this article about this guy who I thought was Pete, but it turned out his name was like Edward Brown and that he was known as the Band-Aid Bandit.

It was kind of eye-opening, I guess.

Seeing it in print did make it so that I could see more realistically how the rest of the world saw him.

But it didn't necessarily change my experience with him because that wasn't the person that I remember driving.

Yeah, okay, yes, he should not be robbing banks, but the world isn't set up black and white.

Like, you know, a lot of people grow up in situations where they don't see another way out.

And maybe that's why he showed up, because I had a normal conversation with him.

That's probably a better reason than any other I could come up with.

Maybe he just really needed that.

You know, somebody that's just another human being that he can talk to that's going to treat him like anybody else instead of like this fugitive from the law.

He really needed to be normal.

Jo, jeg er elever vår under utdelt, hun også på vårt liv.

Det var veldig rart.

Og rart å si det til datteren min, at vi ikke skulle dra hjem.

Vi hadde bare en bagg, liksom.

Jeg var ikke forberedt på hvor vanskelig det skulle bli å finne et annet sted, rett og slett.

Det var jo det som gjorde at hun var godselsløs for så lenge.