There's simply nothing like it for producing deadly outcomes...
I know this guy, Cameron. Great guy until he gets booze in him and then he can't stop. Had lots of friends until they got tired of the unpredictability. It stopped being funny.
Sometimes wakes up in the bushes. Can't remember anything. Having a great time and then, nothing. Where am I? Where are my clothes? What happened last night? I make a few phone calls. "Really? I did that?!?!? Tell me you're joking!"
Yes, Cameron was me and when I read this story, I thought, "There but for the grace of God..."
He's going to meet a lot of guys just like him in prison. Good guys if only they hadn't touched alcohol that one night.
Today, I am grateful for my sobriety. I am not in prison. I never killed anyone. "There but for the grace of God..."