Don… That reminds me of my uncle Don. When he was completely wax, which has been at all times since his 30’s when he met married, had kids with and then divorced. He was FUCKED. Became an alcoholic and I think he has some native in him, so he gets crazy when drinking, which is/was always. Granny was out east, I was on am adventure driving as a courier, making decent money, going through some things in my head with heartbreak, trying ng to really get a hold of of myself, really working to get this woman to talk to me again. I was in a lot of pain but trying. Granny was out east coast visiting family, I stayed at her house with him. It was crazy. He would have hookers stealing his wallet running out the door, HE WAS CHASING THEM UP THE STREET NAKED, GETTING ARRESTED. I was just getting back into guitar too for my own head. I needed an outlet and something to take my mind away. So my life was simple, work hard, do this challenging job with lots of things, broker, I need to do my own taxes, on top of the physical challenges, in and outs, things just springing up in the snap of a finger, drive bigger trucks I have never driven. It was hard, but good, interesting. I did it for a year, but I’m upstairs, he’s down stairs. One night he is outdoors my window. I’m tired, strumming my SG, laying in bed. I hear him in the back yard outside my window with what sounds like what sounds like 2 women. All of the sudden I hear him go “Hey Mike….” I said “what man?…” All of the sudden I hear “miiiiike…” They are all out calling my name. He like “come on out here” and they were still calling my name I said to him, because I don’t want to see them tbh, I never even looked one of them was named Ashley I forget what it was but it was like “Don can you control your ladies man?….” Then I hear him “no….wait, stop, don’t go in there. It was like a tussle, he had to grab a hold of her. I was thinking “what the f*** am I gonna do if she comes in here? I’ll be fighting a h***** and she might even be ugly. Do I just knock her out with my SG guitar?

One time, he called the cops for no reason then hid out in the workshop in the basement. I’m in my room, probably playing my guitar wanting to be a rock star, I all of the sudden a female cop walks into the house. I thought I heard something, was just stepping out of my room, a female police officer. STRANGELY this cop looked like his ex girlfriend from the 1980’s. I knew her well.