Now let me tell you a story about a friend of mind who also broke me in on a couple jobs at the mill. His name was Bob. He was a chain smoker, and it was nothing for him to go through two packs in a short time.
One day his wife went into the bathroom to find Bob choking on his own blood. The chain smoking took a victim, and we lost a great man that day.
I was in a store one day with a couple of friends. One of those friends and I saw the other picking up things and stuffing them in his coat. He said he did it all the time. Stealing got him a jail term, and his life from there went way down hill. Stealing took a victim.
Many of my friends were always using cuss words. After a while you get tired of trying to block them out and you stop being friends.
Now, as I said earlier, I am not a perfect man, but I am proud to say that there will be no victims in this old man’s body and mind. I will not judge you, because that is not what I am. I would try to help you if I could to get you off the habits mentioned, but really it is up to you to clean up your mind, body and life.
You can get help, but it takes your whole being to make it worthwhile. Make your choice and walk the path given.
• Ray “Uncle Ray” Day is a weekly contributor to the Kokomo Tribune. Contact him at email@example.com.