Here is a sad veteran,,

This date back twenty one years ago, and I still think about the man all the time.  I will get started from here,,,, 

It was about twenty one years ago, when I move out of my mom house into my own apt,  I was 7 months pregnat with my daughter, and due to stress I had to fined something fast.  Well for some reason my dad offer to get me a place.

When I got this apartment, I thought it would be just me and baby. then dad drop the ball and told me he is leaving my mother of 40 years and he was moving in with me.  sort of a set up if you ask me.  yet I had to go with it.  I knew he was seeing this one lady and I told him that didnt bother me as long as he delt with it with my mom.  Then after he moved in,, the lady friend move in.  My future step mom.

So now we are all three in one place. Ok, I can adjust, it was best for me and baby and less stress from issue of my mom, Esp now Dad move out.  Now all settled in, I have been getting phone call from this man,  Her soon to be ex husband.  He was tring to tell me that it was all my fault and how I should  suffer.  oh oh more stress. stepmom, told me not to talk to him,. so I qut doing so.

Here is the sad part, he is a lonely man, living with his 17 year old daughter whom want nothing to do with me or my dad,  not a problem.  then one day step mom at work and dad is gone handleing legal stuff with my mom. and me home not feeling well, let see I am eight months by now. It is Veteran day, and I get this phone call, not thinking I answered it.  It was the ex, tell me to call his son and have him take the son mom to the old house, he had something to show them.  Ok,, why cant you call him, I ask,  no your job, he states and  because I want you know how it is your fault what happen today. 

What ever, I just told him that his matters is his dealing with the wife, and I was stright in the middle of it, I was sorry that things didnt work out I told him just to get along with life and thing will be fine, 

He is a sick old man, who is disable due to the major stroke he had over five year ago.  He told me that I should suffer as he has becasue of my day, I tried to get off the phone, then he told me to tell his kids that he would alway love them more then my day ever would, and how he tried to be the best dad.  I told him he sould call them and tell this, and he said to hold on and listen to what will happen and why he cant tell them.  Just then, BANG, and heard a bang and a drop thud.

Man I tried to get him to come back to the phone. No response, just some more strange sounds, then silence.  So i call the police and told them everything I heard, they got the address and told me to get my step brother there ASAP.. So I called him and told him all I knew,  and the police would be there.

For the sad Veteran had shot himself, in the mouth with a riffle, that was the thud.  Being so pregnat and stressted out I wasnt allowed to see him.  The son told me it wasnt my fault, and not to listen to the girls.  My step mom took it hard, for me to have it done with me around, and for that he still loved the guy, just couldn't handle all the anger he had toward her and life itself.  She still blame herself.

Fior he done this on Veteran day, so now we go out to eat just her and I, and she tell me all aobut the good and the bad of the man, and how she dont want me to blame myself.  For I really never did, I hurt abit that he did it with me around, and not have the guts to talk him out of it.  I never did think he did it because of me,  he just needed to blame someone, whom he didnt know and nor love. 

So this sunday mom(step mom and I ) will go eat, think we might go to Golden Corral, and just talk. about things and him and life in general.. I love my step mom, and I know she love me. and this is her way to not drag the girls down and let them lead their life and let them handle thier dad death thier way.   No one really blame me, yet I do have a step sister who was upset and hardly ever talk to my dad, It took her I think 15 years to get over it with my day, that was when she had her son, and my dad told her that if she didn't want him to be grandpa, he would understand.  SHe later said, that my dad was what made her mom happy and he will alway be the boy grandpa.

So sorry about the length,  I thought I do this in honor of Virgil, and my step-mom, for they are both veterans, of war, and hardship in life.  I am proud to know them both...