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The Night Was Young Part Ii

The Night Was Young Part II About A year had gone by, since Tony had left. They used to write or call eachother all the time. They had grown up like brothers. he had told Tony that he was afraid , that something was going to happen to him. Tony said no - soon you will be able to come To Texas and get a job here. Things don't always come out like we plan them. Alex was still in Chicago. Even though he was married, he would still spend time with Danny and why not, they were best friends. Summer came and went. soon Fall was there. The trees had already lost their leaves and it was starting to get cold. Danny made plans to go into the ARMY. He was very happy. About two weeks before he left - Him and Alex went out to celebrate. After spending a good part of the night together - Alex told him that they had to go home, because it was late and he was a married man. Danny told him - The night is young. I'll just stay a while and then I'll go home. Alex did leave and he was left alone. Danny was twenty years old. it was December the 9th of 1990 at about 6:00AM He was walking down the street, when someone from a car called him - Danny, Danny. As he got closer - some guns were pulled and nine bullets hit him. He had no chance to run. His funeral was big. Many people went. My husband and I were also there. Alex had told us right away. His mother cried a lot and held on to the coffin. She didn't want to let go. Then - she wanted to show her love - but it was too late. He was already gone. She couldn't understand how he knew so many people or how so many people knew him. many people attended his funeral. In his short life he made a lot of friends. I was one of them.
03/25/2013 written by Lucilla M. Carrillo Note: This is all true. This can happen in any big City. don't wait to show your love to your children, One day - it may be too late...

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Date: 3/29/2013 10:55:00 AM
so sad, Lucy,, yet this had to be written, and well written it is, to be seen by many, in the future...
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Date: 3/28/2013 12:49:00 AM
I know sometimes life doesn't seem fair.But we all have a time and place in life.I'm sure he had a purpose in life.We all do.A nice write for such a tragic story.
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Date: 3/27/2013 8:39:00 PM
Love it,,, even though it is sad,,,, maybe he was an angel who came down to earth. So he could show humans how to give their love,, in which they did give their love, by opening their doors and couch ;} I believe in angels too. You have a blessed day ;}
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Date: 3/27/2013 7:58:00 PM
Very sad but with good advice to cherish the ones you love. You never know when theirs or our own time comes to an end.
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Date: 3/27/2013 7:50:00 AM
- So sad history Lucilla, you wrote it with love in your thoughts. - No one knows what day tomorrow will bring. - What could be more important to a "mother" than love for his children. - Yes, it was too late ..... - I think there are many who have it like Danny. - You're good with your stories Lucilla. - Wishing you a lovely Easter. -oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 3/26/2013 11:35:00 PM
This is very sad. Can you tell me why it happened? I mean, the shooters knew his name, so was it discovered what they had against him?? Was it simply for sport or was it some kind of grudge. So tragic and a great sorrow for you and his friends.
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Date: 3/25/2013 10:46:00 PM
I'm very sorry for the loss of your friend, Lucillia...Thank you for sharing this as a reminder to love each other everyday in spite of what's going on. Lots of love and hugs to you! Annalise
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Date: 3/25/2013 4:23:00 PM
This is a truly amazing and tremendous write my friend! This was a very tender poem, love was surely felt at that funeral that day! I'm glad you got to share this experience with us, a fantastic piece! Great Work!!
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