I got a call late Friday night that my one younger brother (by 2 years) is dying. My older brother called me and the phone call went like this.
Brother: “Hi John. How are you doing?” Me: “I’m doing fine. What’s up?” Brother: “I thought you might want to know Mikey is dying. They give him maybe a week.” Me: “Oh yeah. if I could have got my hands on him 32 years ago, I would have given him about 10 minutes.” Brother: “Yeah, well, I thought maybe you might want to know.” CLICK
The SOB tried to rape my daughter 32 years ago. I looked for him for 9 days. Lucky for him the cops got him first, otherwise, he would already been dead and I would be in state prison.