RonRC
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I received a Facebook notice from a friend's page about 2 weeks ago that was very disturbing. My only communication with this old friend has been two or three Facebook exchanges over the last several years. I haven't seen or spoken with him for 50 years!
He wrote: "Just wanted to say goodbye to all of you. My life is ending in a few days. I love you all. If you want to talk to me my number is xxx-xxx-xxxx May God bless you all."
That is about as clear a cry for help as I ever have seen! I responded on Facebook. Then, I called. We spoke for nearly an hour and he explained about a failed relationship, falling into alcoholism and losing his job. He had until this past Tuesday before he would be forced to move out of the motel he was staying in. He was just going to sit in the bathtub and cut himself and end it all.
Then, we reminisced about the great times we had as boys up to about the age of 18. We laughed. He cried some. I thanked him for saving my life when he hid in his garage the motorcycle I had bought against my father's wishes (until my father eventually found out).
I told him that he was looking at a permanent solution for a temporary problem. Of course I urged him to seek out help and gave him my contact information. Fortunately, others who have had contact with him more recently also responded. I really felt quite helpless, being so far away and lacking the knowledge of how to deal with such a situation.
He didn't call or email me, but he did say on Facebook that he had found some assistance so he would not end up on the street and would not terminate his life. What a relief! I called and left a message.
I'll call him again tomorrow and try to re-establish our connection.
Ron
He wrote: "Just wanted to say goodbye to all of you. My life is ending in a few days. I love you all. If you want to talk to me my number is xxx-xxx-xxxx May God bless you all."
That is about as clear a cry for help as I ever have seen! I responded on Facebook. Then, I called. We spoke for nearly an hour and he explained about a failed relationship, falling into alcoholism and losing his job. He had until this past Tuesday before he would be forced to move out of the motel he was staying in. He was just going to sit in the bathtub and cut himself and end it all.
Then, we reminisced about the great times we had as boys up to about the age of 18. We laughed. He cried some. I thanked him for saving my life when he hid in his garage the motorcycle I had bought against my father's wishes (until my father eventually found out).
I told him that he was looking at a permanent solution for a temporary problem. Of course I urged him to seek out help and gave him my contact information. Fortunately, others who have had contact with him more recently also responded. I really felt quite helpless, being so far away and lacking the knowledge of how to deal with such a situation.
He didn't call or email me, but he did say on Facebook that he had found some assistance so he would not end up on the street and would not terminate his life. What a relief! I called and left a message.
I'll call him again tomorrow and try to re-establish our connection.
Ron