Well that wasn't like the movies

Seawolf1090 · May 18, 2018

That's a bad way to go, making the family have to experience that.
My late Mother had one of those books of important info we'd need when she passed, and made sure I knew where all her papers were - mostly consolodated into one big folder. Made things much easier, dealing with agencies, closing accounts, etc. She also had the info for the funeral/crematorium, as we had done with Dad.
I have done the same, as I expect to go before my sister.
It's just good common sence to help the family, when they have so much to deal with.

Lancer · May 18, 2018

Tully Mars said: ↑

As some of you know my BiL has been living with us for quite some time. He has been on hospice because of the choices he made in his life. He was the baby of their family and was coddled. He was a life long abuser of drugs, and for awhile booze. All his adult life some one has had to clean up the messes he left behind so I guess this is fitting.

At approx. 09:30 two days ago he splattered his brains all over my guest room(the room he was staying in). He called his Aunt saying he was having a hard time breathing. I was sitting in the living room at the time with the TV off on the laptop as I am now. Didn't call out, nothing. The Aunt lives next door but cannot get around without help or a cane. She then called her brother(Sass's uncle that I'm always talking about) who came over and beat on the door telling me what happened. We go back there and BiL is sitting in his chair saying he can't breathe. I turn up the 02 and dial 911. I come back out to the living room to watch for the EMS. We live out aways and the GPS will not direct you to our place. Uncle is sitting with BiL who asks for some water. After returning with the water BiL tells him he wants to be alone to pray for a bit.(He played at religion whenever it suited his purposes)

Uncle and I are sitting in the living room talking and waiting when we hear a gun shot.
We are talking nanoseconds here, but part of me thought WTF? part of me thought a gunshot in the house is supposed to be louder than that and then the other part jumped up and said,"Shit he just shot himself." I run in with Uncle behind me to see BiL sitting on the floor, slumped over blood pouring from a GSW perfectly centered in his forehead. Uncle runs outside.(I found out later to call the local cop buddy thinking he would get here fastest) I call 911 back and for some reason connection is shitty. I'm explaining what has happened, go back into the room, BiL is conscious and babbling. I tell the operator, and mention I'm going to remove the weapon when she shouts "NO" and not to touch anything. I go back out to the living room window hoping for better reception when I hear the 2nd shot. As I run back into the room I tell the operator what has happened. He's fallen over can't tell if he's breathing but he does have a very rapid/strong pulse. Shortly after the local PD showed up and I was no longer allowed into the room until everything was concluded several hours later.

He centered the 2nd shot perfectly over the first and it was the 2nd that made most of the mess. I am still amazed at how quiet the shots were. Weapon was a 9mm hand gun. I suppose by placing the muzzle against his forehead it kind of muffled the shot, because honestly it wasn't as loud as the standard .22lr shot outdoors. More like a loud pop gun from when we were kids.

So once again this prick left a bag of shit for someone else to clean up. I was up scrubbing walls, cutting up carpet and burning everything until 22:00 that night. Of course he didn't have anything in place as far as final arrangements so on top of replacing the carpet, patching two bullet holes in the ceiling/roof and repainting the friggin walls I get to pay to plant his worthless ass.

But that's the easy parts.
Now some one has got to try and explain to the young kids in the family why uncle fucktard is not here anymore. His aunt and uncle are getting up there and could've had a heart attack or stroke over this,esp waiting out there in the 90 degree heat hoping to hear something. Folks had to take off work to come take care of them, including Sass. This is bringing back bad memories for her uncle, who years back had to identify his mother after her house burnt The list just goes on and on.

Personally I couldn't give two good shits he's dead,but I am pissed at the bag of shit he left us all holding-once again..
Click to expand...

Nothing to be said but "S***"

Yard Dart · May 18, 2018

Take care of your family.... heal the wounds and move on.!!!!
He made his choice....the easy way out.

Ganado · May 18, 2018

America's Trusted Cremation Provider

Ura-Ki · May 19, 2018

Suicide it the chicken shit way of dealing with life! Its a permanent solution to a temporary problem, or a cowards way to quicken the end rather then being stoic and brave and showing dignity and self respect in the face of certain suffering and death! GOD has set aside a place for these people and it isn't a very nice place to be!

Continued prayers Brother, and especially for Sass, he was her brother after all!

Big Ron · May 19, 2018

Sad day for you, with all that cleaning up and patching to do. Perhaps he did everyone a favor in the long run.

GrayGhost · May 19, 2018

Holy crap, man! I sorry to hear about all you guys have been through. Take care of one another.

Log in or Sign up

Well that wasn't like the movies

Seawolf1090 Retired Curmudgeonly IT Monkey Founding Member

Lancer TANSTAFL! Site Supporter+++

Yard Dart Vigilant Monkey Moderator

Ganado Monkey+++

Ura-Ki Grampa Monkey

Big Ron Monkey+++

GrayGhost Monkey+++

Log in or Sign up

Well that wasn't like the movies

Seawolf1090 Retired Curmudgeonly IT Monkey Founding Member

Lancer TANSTAFL! Site Supporter+++

Yard Dart Vigilant Monkey Moderator

Ganado Monkey+++

Ura-Ki Grampa Monkey

Big Ron Monkey+++

GrayGhost Monkey+++

Useful Searches