From: casa@nomail.invalid   
      
   % wrote:   
   > scottanddarnell@gmail.com wrote:   
   >> Twenty-two years ago on New Year's Eve, I was involved in the party   
   >> scene. I thought I was living the good life. I had moved to   
   >> Shreveport to manage the GNC at Southpark Mall. I had just bought a   
   >> 1992 Dodge Dakota Sport. I was twenty-three at this time. Before   
   >> this, I managed the GNC at Pecanland Mall in Monroe, La. I was into   
   >> working out. I had lost about 65 pounds through exercising and   
   >> dieting. My friend, John, helped me with all that I was doing. In   
   >> November, my district manager asked me if I could transfer to the   
   >> Shreveport store. I eagerly told him that I would. I was wanting to   
   >> move up in the company. Previously, I had met a young woman at one of   
   >> the clubs that I went with my friend named Al. We started dating   
   >> before I moved. She lived in Ruston. When stopped in see her one day   
   >> as I was going back to West Monroe to visit, she broke up with me.   
   >> The day before New Year's Eve, she called me to ask us to hold a   
   >> place for her at the club where we would be at in Monroe. I had   
   >> something to prove! We all got to the bar that night with partying on   
   >> our minds. I started drinking mixed drinks. Sometime after midnight,   
   >> I blacked-out. I remember just bits and pieces of what was to happen   
   >> after that. I remember walking out to my truck. After that, I   
   >> remember shutting the passenger door to the truck. Then, I was   
   >> walking on the other side of the bridge down Trenton Street in West   
   >> Monroe. Then, I was at the door of Al's apartment. I woke up at 10:00   
   >> on New Year's Day. I told Al that we needed to find my truck. I   
   >> didn't know where it was! We drove around looking for it in West   
   >> Monroe and Monroe. I finally called The Monroe Police Department to   
   >> ask I'd they had towed the truck. The woman on the line told me that   
   >> it had been towed to Master's Auto Service in Monroe. I went to see   
   >> it there. The hood and front was crushed in the middle. The owner of   
   >> the towing company told me that I was fortunate to be alive. I had   
   >> hit a utility pole on the corner of Pine and Walnut, which was   
   >> several blocks from the club. The police had pulled some of my hair   
   >> from the windshield where I had hit with my head. I had walked one   
   >> mile from where I had wrecked. The officer that worked the accident   
   >> called me at midnight on January the 1st to ask me about what had   
   >> happened. I lied about what I did, but they knew that I had been   
   >> drinking. I had to go back to Shreveport without transportation. Over   
   >> the next several months, I depended on my parents to pick me up and   
   >> bring my back home on most weekends. I walked to work sometimes and   
   >> got a taxi at others. One day at work, I was talking with a regular   
   >> customer about some of our products. She and her husband worked for   
   >> the Shreveport Police Department. We ended up talking about church   
   >> and Jesus. She asked where I went to church. I told her that I was   
   >> trying to go back to church. She said "You're not doing anything! You   
   >> better come back to Jesus now!" There had been others who had   
   >> witnessed to me before, but her words   
   >> made me think. I didn't write the exact date down, but around March   
   >> the 15th I repented of my sins, asked for forgiveness, and was saved   
   >> at Kingston Village Apartments on Kingston Road! What a change! I was   
   >> born-again! I was washed in the blood of Jesus! told everyone what   
   >> had happened to me! I couldn't go back to the clubs anymore! I   
   >> couldn't listen to the same music anymore! I didn't have the desire   
   >> to drink anymore! I was a changed man! I was able to move back home   
   >> and get my old job back in April. I am thankful that I have had an   
   >> extension on my life. I should have   
   >> died that night of my accident, but I am alive! I am saved!   
   >   
   > no you aren't   
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   Tsk tsk, assworm.   
      
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