It’s about 10 years ago that I told him:

“I don’t care what you do, but get a job.”

His eyes glassed over and I could tell I was close to losing him back to addiction…

” I don’t care what you do! I don’t care if you separate pepper from fly shit with boxing gloves on… Just get a fucking job. ”

He laughed and came back.

Today I called and he texted back that he was working. A lawyer.

Big Shot.

Dennis Mantin