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Not your church, I don't think...the church where we had the ice cream socials.

My grandmother was a "Charter Member" of the church, held the key...THE only extra key to the church...my mom was married there and I was baptized there. Once that ball went through the stained glass...none of that mattered one bit!

No, it wasn’t my church where your incident happened, it was in my church that I was into mischief, so I can relate.

I’ll share my story later.

Of course! Nothing as painful as losing someone close ....
Just because I voted for Trump doesn't make me a total ars, lol!

My buddy addressed his suicide note to me which was so heartbreaking for his mom. But we were great buds. He was 15 I was 18 and we were neighbors.
Remember those kind of times? He, Barry, Danny, and I were always hanging out together. He was younger but seemed older.
At that age we were renegades. I had a '76 Mercury Cougar and since I was the only one with a car, we would cruise, or go to the lake.  Great times. I never knew his reason, his note didn't say. All he said was he would miss me and he was sorry.

Boy ..... I'm tearing up thinking about him.

Sad endings sometimes... but it is good you remember the good times. Focus on those. Blessings

Of course! Nothing as painful as losing someone close ....
Just because I voted for Trump doesn't make me a total ars, lol!

My buddy addressed his suicide note to me which was so heartbreaking for his mom. But we were great buds. He was 15 I was 18 and we were neighbors.
Remember those kind of times? He, Barry, Danny, and I were always hanging out together. He was younger but seemed older.
At that age we were renegades. I had a '76 Mercury Cougar and since I was the only one with a car, we would cruise, or go to the lake.  Great times. I never knew his reason, his note didn't say. All he said was he would miss me and he was sorry.

Boy ..... I'm tearing up thinking about him.

Thanks for this response fs.

Was your friend in an abusive household?
I don’t know he’s reasons to take his own life but nevertheless I feel for you. Sounds like you two were really close buds with some really sweet times together.

 I’m the same. We were really close. I think of those good times we shared growing up and what gets me through is focusing on those good times I had with my friend. We played together, would hunt and fish together, played games with other friends like football, baseball, basketball and in winter hockey, or just skate around with friends we’d invite, or play board games at home and I remember he and I had our girlfriends at the drive-in theater, his first time going to one and he was so nervous that when he turned to smile at his girl in the car, turned back to the door of the snack bar, but it was too late; he hit the door of the snack bar, face first, and said, “ouch!” We laughed at him so hard.
But then he hung around the wrong crowd and got into a big time drug habit that no one could stop. And it wasn’t long afterwards when he perished. A sad time.
But I think I will do my best to think of all those good times he and I had.

Thank you again.

Thanks for this response fs.

Was your friend in an abusive household?
I don’t know he’s reasons to take his own life but nevertheless I feel for you. Sounds like you two were really close buds with some really sweet times together.

 I’m the same. We were really close. I think of those good times we shared growing up and what gets me through is focusing on those good times I had with my friend. We played together, would hunt and fish together, played games with other friends like football, baseball, basketball and in winter hockey, or just skate around with friends we’d invite, or play board games at home and I remember he and I had our girlfriends at the drive-in theater, his first time going to one and he was so nervous that when he turned to smile at his girl in the car, turned back to the door of the snack bar, but it was too late; he hit the door of the snack bar, face first, and said, “ouch!” We laughed at him so hard.
But then he hung around the wrong crowd and got into a big time drug habit that no one could stop. And it wasn’t long afterwards when he perished. A sad time.
But I think I will do my best to think of all those good times he and I had.

Thank you again.

Good times are good to remember.. With my baby brother who was killed in a motorcycle accident, I took some time to myself, lite a candle for him and just meditated with him . This helped me a lot. You might want to try that also.

Thanks, hml, I think I just might do that.

You're welcome .

I loved my step-grandmother's hamburger soup.
My step-grandfather would always grab both of my wrist with one hand and his pointer finger was gone....I always wonder how he was able to grab me like that....lol

My older sister & brother taking care of me and my other sister when mom left....My sister even though she was a child herself is my mother figure.

Marbles, Hopsctotch, Kiss Chase !
The good ole days they were ; )

We could make that happen again love. 🙂

Long trail rides on my horse Dorian Grey.
We use to go to the old steeple chase and take the horses swimming in the Chattahoochee river.
Renee and I would pack a lunch and our chess board and sit on the sandbar while the horses rolled in the warm sand.
That was over 45 years ago   ...... wow

That's a beautiful memory, FS.