Do you know somebody in the past, who got into big trouble?

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Years ago, I knew a doctor, who was a vain, persnickety guy. He went to L. A. to become a doctor for the "stars". He was a good conscientious doc- in no way a quack. One of his ultra rich patients died in a hotel room, after having minor surgery. There was no reason why she had to be in a hospital. Well, super rich and in L.A., right after Michael Jackson. The papers did all kinds of exposes, despite the fact he did nothing wrong. Law & Order did an episode about him. I don't know how. But "L&O" had all the doc's quirky habits, and speech down pat.

Do you know somebody in the past, who got into big trouble?
 

The brother of the guy from whom I got an annulment was in a Utah state prison--I don't know what his crime was. I wouldn't be surprised if my ex ended up there too.
 
Made "friends with benefits" with my good friends sister. We lost contact and she got lost in drugs, lost custody of her daughter to her parents, decided to reclaim her daughter with a meth fueled 4 day kidnapping drive that ended with a horrible car wreck and the partial paralyzing of her 10 year old daughter. The mom died in a Texas prison of cancer, the daughter is thriving, back with her grandparents.
Also worked tending bar part time at a western New York "family" establishment. One of the members ran a funeral home that was busted for putting 2 bodies in the caskets to hide "family" misconduct. Scary times....I knew nothing, heard nothing, saw nothing....
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My best man went to prison a few years later for drug charges. I wasn't surprised to hear it.
Also;
When I was starting a family, the man that was my boy scout troop leader was accused of sexual misconduct by a young scout. I trusted (and still would) this man more than I trust my parents. He and his wife were close friends of my parents. I can't fathom it being anything other than a false accusation. It ended his association with the boy scouts and devastated his wife.
 
My ex husband spent a good part of his life in prison. Ergo...he became an ex. A former neighbor stabbed his brother to death after a fight. He had joined some of us who live in the co-op to go bowling a couple of times. He always seemed like a nice, quiet man. He did some time but not that much. When he got out he came back and lived with his mother for awhile so I did see him after he got out. I spoke to him like I always did and somehow didn't think "murderer" when I saw him.
 
Tough subject. I had one sibling... a brother four years younger than I. He began stealing cars in high school. Graduated to crossing the country in stolen cars while writing hot checks. My parents would bail him out and get promises that he would straighten up. In 1975, he held up a bank and was in a shoot out with police. Went to a Federal Prison for a number of years. My parents, poor and my Mother suffering from cancer, would drive 500 miles one way to visit him. He was released on parole in the mid-80's. Out just a short while and was arrested for rape. Back in prison, he missed my Mother's death. I still believe he put her in her grave many years too soon.

I washed my hands at the time of the bank holdup. Have never seen him since. When my Dad was on his deathbed, I understand he showed up asking for money. Dad didn't have any. He became angry and left. Have no idea if he is alive or dead or where he spent the past 40 years... outside of prison.
 
One of my oldest son's best friends from High School went to federal prison for about a year and a half for dealing Ecstasy. But he seems to have straightened out now. Last I heard he was married to a school teacher, had a couple of kids, and a successful party rental business. Plus he had "Found Jesus". I'm not a religious person myself, but if that's what it took, then I guess it's a good thing.
 
Not long after we enlisted my friend Arthur and I were on a train out of London.

There had been a spate of fireworks throwing and unknown to us the train was full of police.

Arthur handed me a firework and said "Get rid of that" just as the door was filled by a large person.

I did try to throw it past him, honestly, but he was big and it fell onto his foot!

I got two weeks in the Stockade, four months short of me sixteenth birthday!

We're still in touch, 64 years on!
 
I ran with a pretty wild crowd in my younger days. Several of my friends and acquaintances did or are doing hard prison time.
I myself have done a bit of county time for D&D and misdemeanor assault.
Couple of guys I hung with tied a guy to a tree and blew him away. One did his sentence and never got in another bit of trouble. His brother reoffended several times and will die in prison.
 
When I was about 13 I went to a dentist I really liked. He was singing and dancing while he worked on me but everything went just fine. He was a good dentist and I had an appointment to go back. When we went in a couple weeks later we were told he'd had a mental breakdown and was hospitalized. I have no idea if it was a mental problem or a drug problem. I wish I could remember his name and I'd go online and see whatever became of him. He was a nice guy. The last thing I want is a sour-puss dentist.
 
Robusta, yikes, I hope I never meet you in person. LOL

If it wasn't for the fact that doing certain bad, not so bad/some illegal wrongs would have made it possible for others to see that my hands shook (Essential Tremor disorder) and make it impossible for me to 'hide' their shaking, I might have ended up in a whole lot of trouble. --- In my teens. I always managed to come up with believable excuses for staying out of joining in with those who got involved.
 

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