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Traxxis

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It's been a long, long day, today, and this week has been just as aggravating.

This may come off as cruel to some, but I urge you to read the whole thing.

My uncle died last Saturday. Yeah, the first thing people go to is "I'm sorry". Well, don't be. I hated him with every fiber of my being.

This is the same uncle that lived with my 88 year old Grandmother (his mother) for the last 14 years, with no job... living off of her social security. He literally sucked every penny from her. 14 years ago, when my Grandfather passed away, he made sure that she was taken care of, with investments and a nice sum sitting in the bank account. It was gone in 2 years to the uncle's new truck.

The day my Grandfather passed, the worthless uncle stole his brand new pickup that my Grandfather had special ordered (in Candy Apple Red, none the less) two months before the series of strokes that killed him. Not only did he steal it, but he also wrecked it the next day while driving under the influence of meth amphetamine.

If this wasn't enough, he then took almost all of my Grandfather's gun collection and pawned it (aside from the beloved Franchi 20 gauge and Winchester Pre-64 that sit in my safe today). Not just one or two guns... 34 to be exact. Everything from a Luger that was brought back by his father from the War (just a commercial, but still brought back from Germany), a GI Colt 1911A1 to a fine Browning shotgun. All of them, pawned, no doubt for pennies on the dollar for meth money.

As if that wasn't enough, here is what really makes my blood boil...

Last Fall, I went to visit the Grandmother... and I smelled a very un-mistakable smell. I go to the uncle and cousin's room and do some searching... yup, you guessed it... the sorry sacks of crap were cooking meth in my 88 year old disabled Grandmother's house. Shake and bake method too (the ones normally associated with the house fires). I took pictures, put everything back where I found it, and hand wrote the affidavit that put the two SOB's in jail.

The funeral was today... I didn't go. I had more important things to do, like eating lunch with some buddies and going to the gun show. There was no way I would have been able to sit there and listen to people stand above that casket and try to say how good of a guy he was and how much he will be missed without losing my cool and punching a dead body.

So, forgive my bitterness worthless uncle. You caused this family 20 years of misery, and thankfully, you're now gone.

And a word to any sorry SOB that might have an addiction that causes this much grief to their family... you're a jack hole, and I hope you either wake up soon, or get the same misery in return.

:blahblah: I feel better. Please forgive my pissiness tonight.
 
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Buddy, you and I are in the same page, just different dimensions.
My Aunt was an anti-war phobe POS that never gave up on me, even after coming home.
She always called me the most imflammatory names that a Viet vet coud acknoldge. Acknoldgment typically ment namalm( if it could have been delivered.)
It never quit. At family reunions, she remined everybody how the US Military randomly assinated all of the people we were associated with.

When she died, I volunteered to be a pall bearer.
The family thought this was my way of forgiving her.

Totally oposite, ......I wanted to be the person responsible to put her into the ground. Hands on.:hey3:
 

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I don't even know what to say to this.. But atleast you have a couple of your grandfather's guns..

Before my Great Grandfather passed, he only had 1 gun, and he told me that he wanted me to have it about a month before he passed away. It's a Marlin model 60. Its monetary value is only about $100, but I wouldn't sell it for 100K, it means too much to me. You should deffinately hold on to the ones that you do have.

Out here where I live we have a creek that runs along the back side of our property, and one day while on the Tractor at the end of my land, I could smell that unmistakable cat piss odor, Yep the sorry SOB's were cooking meth on my property. But luckily my other grandfather works for the Clevland County drug task force, and all 3 of them went to jail for manufacturing.
 

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My drug dealing, drug abusing, womanizing, deadbeat uncle recently passed as well. Best thing is he didn't drag my mom and other uncle into his mess and my Grandma passed many years ago so she didn't live to see his worst. He even had $1700 in his wallet that the two drug hags he was with didn't steal, so he paid for his own cremation.

Actually sorry for your loss (and mine), the loss of the chance of having a 'good' uncle. One who could've been a friend, dad, and brother all rolled into one package.
 
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Sorry you had such a POS uncle. Situations like this make me really appreciate the wonderful people that I am related to. A few months ago I lost an uncle who had been a combat marine in WWII, worked hard all his life, was a Shriner, a Mason, and is missed every day by all of us. In contrast, my wife had a maggot uncle who was pretty much drunk every time she ever saw him. She doesn't miss him, and went out of her way to not go to his funeral.
 

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There was no way I would have been able to sit there and listen to people stand above that casket and try to say how good of a guy he was and how much he will be missed without losing my cool and punching a dead body.



:boxing3: now that my good sir i would have gave a dollar to watch :-)
 

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WTF. Do not know what to say. Well I do but can not put it on here. I have a relative same way and every one feels sorry for him. He has taken my Gp for over 200k in last year. Guns have been disappearing and he is a felon. When they come up missing he says it is probably me. Ha ya although I would pay or do what ever it took to get them I would never steal one from him. Same as redneck said even if it was worth$100'b bucks you could not buy a passed down gun from me for any amount of money. Oh ya he is in better place now HELL!!!!!
 
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I had an uncle who was nearly the same. When his mother, my grandma got sick with pnemonia and west nile virus and went into a coma he went off his medication he was taking for schizophrenia. He went crazy and decided to TRY and sell my grandmas home and land thats been in our family for years. He got into meth from a gay lover of his and just went nuts. He put my grandma in inola nursing home and got a false power of attorney by forging her signature, even though she was in a coma and clinically brain dead. Then he tried to kick me out of my own home where i grew up. He had the electric and water shut off and bashed in the circuit breaker box with a tire iron. Dec 1st 2002 he was down at inola nursing home seeing my grandma and he was on meth and crazy as a loon. He was wearing womens facial mask on his face and a black feather boa around his neck. He put a circle of hairbrushes around my grandmas hospital bed trying to "heal" her and when the nurses went to check her blood pressure he started screaming at them dont touch my mom etc etc, well they asked him to leave and he went into the bathroom and covered himself in feces. The Inola police showed up and just told him to leave. He gets up the road to tiawah and runs out of gas, a good samaritan takes him to tiawah store to get him gas, on the way back my uncle starts talking to the sun. The guy said well sir maybe you should lay down before you go driving. My uncle strips off all his clothes and lies butt naked in the middle of hwy 88 by willeo church. RCSO comes and arrests him, they try to drug test him and he rips the IV's out of his arms, although he does test positive for meth. He goes to jail and the next day starts having hallucinations about worms coming out of his arms, he wont keep his clothes on and keeps touching himself while in his cell. They go in to put a straightjacket on him and he resists and puts up a fight. He dies shortly thereafter. I remember my great aunt telling me about him being lifeflighted to st johns and I said to myself good i hope that son of a ..... dies. sure enough 30 minutes later he was pronounced dead. That was nearly 8 years ago. Like my other uncle said he met his maker and i'm sure where he is its really hot. Burn in Hell Alan Knight
 

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I was married for 17 years to a wonderful woman. She is an accountant for a major car rental company here and I worked at the other end of the same company. She started hanging around a bunch of people in her department who shall I say for the sake of political correctness lived alternative lifestyles and single woman 1/2 her age. They went to bars and drank and partied. I watched as it became more and more frequent. When I would wake up for work, I could here her saying guys names in her sleep. When i woke her up to ask what her dream was about, she became angry and defensive for waking her up and that she didn't know what she was dreaming. She filed for a divorce claiming all kinds of accusations. I tried twice to reconcile with her as I knew she needed help. The counselor we were seeing diagnosed her with clinical depression and bi-polar. Its been two years since the divorce and the child we share custody with calls me frequently to tell me how Mom came home drunk or called and asked me to pick her up she had too much to drink. I was told she finally admitted to having a drinking problem but I don't think she is seeking help. I guess what I'm trying to say is that not only drugs, but alcohol can destroy lives and family. I don't blame you for being angry and your feelings. You did the right thing.
 

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