An update. Jimmy my friend who continued his drinking habits was staying with me. While renting my basement. His health began catching up with his life choices. I found him past way this last fall in my basement after family called and asked that I do a wellness check. Just a day before we were pressuring him on checking himself in the hospital. His health was obvious to everyone that it's heading south. But he knew if he did that it meant an end of his love. His bottles of booze. So he fought against believing he could tough it out one more day. But his heart had a different option.
Some of us believe Jimmy at least went out on his own terms? While other believing he waisted his life. Drunk, then dead at the age of 60. He is survived by his daughter. Leaving very little for her. Although I did what I could for him in the final weeks and days. My belief, as you may guessed, is that he waisted his short time here on earth. Taking far more from friends, family and society than he gave by work and/or effort. But I still miss him. As you can imagine, he could also be fun to hang and drink along. He just couldn't stop.