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Now you made me miss my high school friend who dated one of my best friends and was his fiancee until she cheated with him at the truck stop gas station with her coworker and broke up with him but then called him on his birthday and he shot himself. I was with him the night before and knew something was wrong. I should have stayed but I had work at Staples the next day and had to pick up his birthday present of Akira on DVD at the mall, but I got a call from another still friend (we had grown apart because he had gotten in with the ne'er-do-well drug users - admittedly I smoked pot - and we grew apart a bit) from an emergency he had heard over the emergency band on the CB (we lived near a truck stop and semitruck store [the latter on my paper route as a child]) that there was a shooting at his place. He had been admitted to Drexel. He was in the Army Reserves. He used his service rifle while on the phone with her. I was the last person to see him. She was the last person to talk to him. His little brother found him. He's a physics teacher in Arizona now. She has 3 children. I haven't seen my family in 17 years and so many have died (I use my computer skills to monitor them).