Kadmos
05-18-2011, 09:13 PM
He wasn't famous.
He was a Catholic boy from Missouri, what would probably be called a "lapsed Catholic", didn't go anymore but was still respectful.
As a teen he got into some trouble, drugs and such.
Cleaned up, joined the Army and became a Ranger.
He didn't see combat, but he served honorably.
After the Army he became a bit lost again, even served a bit of time.
When he cleaned up again he married a woman with three pre teen kids. They weren't technically his but he would do anything for any of them.
He helped raise them and get them into college. They gave him grand-kids. He helped raise them as well. He was Papa Jay to them.
He worked as a machinist for a couple decades, raising family and trying to enjoy life.
Eventually things went sour in his marriage and his wife left. Some chronic pains had him addicted to pain medication.
When his wife left he still took care of her kids, one even continued to live with him with her three kids, his grand kids.
His pains got worse and he took so many pain medications he could no longer work.
With his wife gone, terrible pains, unable to drive or really get around so well he turned back to drinking, then illegal drugs.
Last night he passed away, it appears to be from a drug overdose.
He was my father in law. Even when my wife and I divorced he came to me, hugged me and told me he would always think of me as his son, and I told him I would always think of him as my father.
I tried to help him when he started to get bad, I failed.
It's hard to explain, I've tried to tell the truth here, not sugar coat it, but even as it turned out he was an honorable man, a good, kind, and decent man.
Love you Jay, Rest in peace
Sorry guys, I just had to get that out. I ended up pulling his last name off the title for his families sake, but I wanted him remembered right now.
Bless you all and tell those you love that you love them, one day it may be too late. It had been nearly a year since I talked to him.
He was a Catholic boy from Missouri, what would probably be called a "lapsed Catholic", didn't go anymore but was still respectful.
As a teen he got into some trouble, drugs and such.
Cleaned up, joined the Army and became a Ranger.
He didn't see combat, but he served honorably.
After the Army he became a bit lost again, even served a bit of time.
When he cleaned up again he married a woman with three pre teen kids. They weren't technically his but he would do anything for any of them.
He helped raise them and get them into college. They gave him grand-kids. He helped raise them as well. He was Papa Jay to them.
He worked as a machinist for a couple decades, raising family and trying to enjoy life.
Eventually things went sour in his marriage and his wife left. Some chronic pains had him addicted to pain medication.
When his wife left he still took care of her kids, one even continued to live with him with her three kids, his grand kids.
His pains got worse and he took so many pain medications he could no longer work.
With his wife gone, terrible pains, unable to drive or really get around so well he turned back to drinking, then illegal drugs.
Last night he passed away, it appears to be from a drug overdose.
He was my father in law. Even when my wife and I divorced he came to me, hugged me and told me he would always think of me as his son, and I told him I would always think of him as my father.
I tried to help him when he started to get bad, I failed.
It's hard to explain, I've tried to tell the truth here, not sugar coat it, but even as it turned out he was an honorable man, a good, kind, and decent man.
Love you Jay, Rest in peace
Sorry guys, I just had to get that out. I ended up pulling his last name off the title for his families sake, but I wanted him remembered right now.
Bless you all and tell those you love that you love them, one day it may be too late. It had been nearly a year since I talked to him.