in my beginning ,I was taught wrong from right. I was taught to respect people for who and what they are. I remember everyday life being so easy , choices were easy to make. We all just did what we did…..there were no arguments , we all just got along .. most of the time . Then came the night of July 18 1979…..and my whole life was changed forever.
Sid was very high-strung for a seventeen year old. He was working on farms as far back as I remember. Sid and I went to the same school and were in the same grade from the beginning of our childhood . We had been through many changes together from desire for the attentions of girls to the very first drink of an alcoholic beverage. Sid was average in size , gray eyes just like steel and medium dark brown hair. He always walked with confidence and had an optimistic smile on his face.
The school year for 1979 was drawing to an end. Sid and I were working on the same farm as our work was plentiful due to putting in hay and planting corn. We ran to the car after a long and dreary day in school . Sid started it up revving the engine for anyone that would watch. We took off tires squealing and disappeared down the road heading for work.
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