Speaking of dead people, the man who went into a restricted area last week at Kings Island to look for his car keys and got hit by Banshee roller coaster died yesterday of his head injuries.
Reporter: Officer, what was the last thing going through the victim’s mind before he died?
Officer: The Banshee.
I used to go check on my father when he was living alone and at his worst in his struggle. I would call him daily and if he didn’t answer after a few tries I would go over, pick him up out of a puddle of vomit and blood clean him up, put him to bed, pick up and throw out multiple empty whiskey bottles and maybe a half full one. Rinse and repeat. I am sure he could have drunk a full bottle and not even blinked.
He was a doctor. When he went to Betty Ford, they had a special group for doctors, lawyers and law enforcement. Those professions are notorious for compartmentalized alcoholics who separate their professional time from their drinking - until they can’t.
He has been sober - and alive - and back happily with his wife for about 13 years now.
That’s amazing. I appreciate you sharing. Glad you were there for him at his worst when he needed it.
I’m glad things turned out well for him. My father is a severe alcoholic but there was nothing really there holding the relationship together making me want to stick around and help him. He is a textbook deadbeat. As far back as I can remember, all I have felt toward my father is guilt for not feeling love for him. Eventually I just stopped talking to him.
Your Dad sounds like he was at least doing something meaningful with his life. He’s lucky to have a son like you.
Thank you. I am sorry about your father, but I am sure you know all about the effects an alcoholic parent can have on a child, even as adults. You absolutely have to take care of yourself first. Addicts will put their addiction before everything, especially their loved ones.
My father had support from the Alberta Medical Association who payed for stays at Edgewood and then Betty Ford neither of which worked. We never could have afforded either. It was an Alberta Healthcare program for seniors with addictions that treated him for depression as well as additiction that finally helped him get sober. Addiction is brutal.
His AA sponser who helped me and had been sober for years fell off the wagon a couple years ago and died. Addiction is brutal and permanent.
Enough with my hijack. Back to the stupid.
Well, that makes sobriety an easy decision. If being a raging alcoholic means I’m going to have to spend more and more on booze, well, I’m too cheap for that. I’ll pick another hobby.
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But seriously, thanks for the stories from your lives, FluffyBob and Spice Weasel.
I bought some Evan Willians 100 proof Bottled in Bond last week. I had a couple of ounces Friday.
Similar story here.
I rode the Harry Potter ride (I forget what it is called) at Universal in LA while on vacation. I dropped my glasses while on the ride. Afterwards, I told an attendant, and they stopped the ride and found them for me! I was so grateful, as I wouldn’t be able to read anything without them. I was very surprised they took it so seriously. I think we had to wait about an hour.
Moral of the story: ask the people who work there!
According to the news reports, the victim did go back up to the ride platform (a little before 8:00 p.m.) and asked employees to retrieve his car keys because his family wanted to leave, but was told that there was nothing they could do until after the park closed at 10:00 p.m.
Oh. Well, then they should have waited. I’d have been impatient, too.
Same goes if you’re driving with a dead body in the passenger seat.
Yet another way to drive alone in the “carpools only” lane. So clever!
Just get a mannequin or a blow-up doll like a regular person. Or a friend, I guess.
A life size cardboard cutout of Chewbacca is equally believable. And cheaper.
My friends don’t do that, even if they are not exactly what you might call regular. 
After high school, a friend put his mom’s dressmaker’s dummy into the passenger seat of his car and dressed it up in a shirt and jacket, an ‘old man’ mask, a hat, and sunglasses. He’d pull up next to a car at a stop light and start beating on his ‘passenger’.