Ode To Tim B

Cast in a shadowy mist. The blue light of the Moon. Passed our Timmy B. Witness Quaaludes.

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R J. Elless

Date: 10/23/2023 4:54:00 PM

Pangie, it is sad. And a true story. It's about a young guy I knew in HS. At that time and place the kids were dropping every day. Multiple ambulances came. Thank you for reading it, and as always your insightful comments. Keep rolling. xx

Panagiota Romios

Date: 10/17/2023 5:40:00 PM

Oh, how-sad, rIP, Tim.people diefrom booze.all over the world and no one thinks about that, so I find that horrifically sad. And we Americans are simply unaware of the fentanyl deaths that are in progress daily..our wonderful press keeps that a secret. and the doctors also will give us drugs we don’t need. I have very young friends, who drank too much or drug themselves to death so I can relate to this one.. ***oh addiction is a mental and physical disorder. Not a moral disease*** Pangie xx