i watched this youtube video last week about these crack addicts in Boston, or just outside of Boston. It really bothered me afterwards, because you kinda get to know this main character out of 3-4 main characters, and then, in the end credits it states that one died of an overdose a month or two after filming. see if you can guess which one it is before the end credits roll (its well worth watching) ...
edit: this one guy was a world class boxer/fought Sugar Ray Leonard (shows part of the fight)!
rockermike - yes, it is a very sad movie. heartbreaking really. I'm sorry to here about your niece. please don't give up hope. i will remember her in my prayers!
My dad would occasionally catch transients stealing the wine and money out of the donation box in the church. He would put them to work on the farm. Make em put in a full days work for room and board. Shoveling sh#t, weeding gardens, logging, splitting wood, fixing fence etc. Most of them only lasted a few days and then they ran away. One guy lasted about a week. They would sit @ the dinner table with us and share the meal. A few days of hard work with no booze or drugs and these guys would hit the road. Dad never called the cops on any of them.
Sad story. Reminds me of one of my ex tenants. You did the right thing. I hope she can get the help she needs through incarceration. Sometimes it helps.
It's sad how things go for some folks. Junkies just piss me off these days so good riddance. Hopefully the grasshopper will recover with cleaning and a few therapy sessions.
Our next door neighbor had a nice trailer parked in their driveway that they were seasonally using as an "office", but between the looser teenage daughter+friends and a junkie business manager it just became a party-pad. They finally shut off the power and padlocked it. Within 24 hours the junkies torched it.
After it was determined that my house was still standing... I secretly cheered the arsonist. Happy to see that trouble magnet get slagged.
It really freaked my kids out. Gave my daughter bad dreams. My son can't wait to tell all his friends when he goes back to school next week, He used to use it as a mini play house with his buddies but now he says he is not ready to go back in the Grasshopper. Cleaned it out with a flea fogger, lots of different cleaners and checked very carefully for needles. On a better note here is my kid with Sonya Looney endurance bike racer from a couple of days ago.
Credit: mrtropy
My son with his older cousin on a local trail
Credit: mrtropy
If I was wearing my Pakistani clothes it would have really freaked the addict out.
My parents had a camper they'd park behind my mom's work when they weren't camping. We went to clean it out so they could sell it, only to find that some dude had made it into his little jack-off station. There were c-grade, crumpled and damp porn shots taped up to every possible space, with the floor covered with used Kleenex, as you would expect. That was one awkward father and son bonding moment. Not quite as cool as a pee-soaked junkie, I know.
yes, a Saab could pull it. No way we could sell it. I read that there were only 100-150 of that size ever made. Pulled over dirt roads all over the west
one evening just before closing i took pity on this little old lady that i had pegged at being @80+ years old who was sitting in a local taco bell. just sitting there watching the rain with her two gym/duffle bags with all her worldly belongings. it was last jan/feb and cold out. so when we both got booted out of taco bell at closing (11:00pm) i offered her a ride to wherever. she accepted, then sat in my truck for about 10-15 minutes trying to decide where she wanted me to take her. it became obvious that she had nowhere to go. just great. it was looking like i had just got suckered into an 'adopt a down & out granny' or whatever. so, i let her stay in my camper overnight.
i get up early (6:00am) and take her back to the taco bell & buy her breakfast. she asks if she can leave her two duffle bags in my truck while she takes care of business and finds a place to stay with friends. like an f'n fool i concede. the only smart thing i did was get an emergency phone # in case we don't meet as planned later that afternoon. i had to insist b'cuz her initial response was "why, aren't ya gonna show up?" i said, "i hope so, but sh#t happens!!" good thing i did because she didn't show. it was her daughters #, and all she said when i contacted her was, "Oh gawd, she's on the streets again?"
Well, I become kind of concerned at that point and ask her just how old her mother is, and what is she doing on the streets at her age anyway? and she says she is 56 y.o.!! WTF, 56?? she was five years younger than myself for crying out loud. I am not kidding you, I was shocked. She was a total wreck. No teeth, deeply wrinkled, hunched over, skinny as a rail, etc!
I work in rehab hospitals and nursing homes so i am fairly proficient at determining/guessing someones age. I thought 81-82 years old minimum. That was the whole reason I was so concerned for her. It turns out she is/was a long term meth addict & alcoholic. what a waste of a life.
Interesting how when an alcoholic druggie gets Tooled for bootleg camping in the park you guys get all bent out of shape yet you cheer when an alcoholic druggie gets tooled for bootleg camping in town?
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