I stopped again at my "home" American Legion (Post 11 NC). Jerry and his (bartender) wife Gina are just amazing people (you/Bev would love them).
After being stifled on-line, I followed on-line instructions to seek emergency financial aid through my home post.
Gena (sp?) spent 30-45 minutes on her phone trying to just get my membership number (long story)...
They knew I was looking for emergency financial aid, of course, but I'm proud to say that I never went into much detail or put them in an awkward position...
Anyway, I got blasted and stuffed for 25 bucks (including Gena's tip)...as Jerry again took me to a small building in back after the bar closed and fed me 3 more free beers and four sausages (which I took to go).
I gotta tell you guys, I have usually felt smarter than most of the people I have ever met...usually after only a few words.
Not so here!!! Such NICE people, but also SMART people!
Yeah, I feel better now, kinda. My situation is no less hopeless, and suicide is still my probable only way out...but right now my heart is light. I am happy, because I got to see Jerry and Gina again.
No offense you guys, but to you I'm just "Rob". These people just met me, so I guess I made a better first impression, or something.
That Jerry...crap we talked time-travel and sociology and politics and history and stuff...we disagreed sometimes, but it was never a contest, ya know?
...no really: I mean here and there I changed his mind, and he changed mine about something, and we TAUGHT eachother stuff! Imagine that!!!
But I digress: If I kill myself Jerry and Gina at American Legion Post 11 in NC are people you could talk to (if it's needful).
Okbye
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