'So Sad" Song 2 on 'My Wall".. very serious explanation of what happened

BFT Gibson

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June 9, 1983. I was waiting with a case of Heineken & Lowenbrau..just graduated the day before & Darryl was on the way to my house. parents trusted us & we had the house for a week while they went to FL...my buddy, weight lifting training partner & hot rod builder. On the way to my house..got killed by a drunk driver on his 8th DUI...yeah..this is my story..RIP bro..see ya again one day. This whole.."My Wall"..is built around this tragedy..




SO SAD

I was 18

i was so alive

was a good boy

great big smile

all the future

all the while

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then came the call

that ended it all

my best friend

just got killed today

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what do you want

me...to...say



What do ya want

me....to..say

are ya happy now

can someone...come along

side........................

i just lost ,,,,my best friend

he just...died

i am 18...i am pissed

i....cry......

i am mad !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

at this world

GOD..WHY<<<WHY>>>> WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

did he die ???????

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brothers and sisters

were all alone

sometimes. life hits us hard

dont know what to do

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i got mad at God

i got mad...at my family

i didnt know how to handle this

this...freakin tragedy

my best friend,,,,he just died

i dont know what to do

i am reachin somebody help me

i am 18..i am lost

HELP ME>>>>>>>>>

HELP ME>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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i am just so empty

i was a good lil boy

what happened to me

i dont know

why am i so mad

GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM SO SAD

I AM SO SAD







Den/BFT 2020
 
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B, I can so relate. When I turned 16 in 1972 my best friend Michael and I both bought hot rod cars. He had a 70 Nova and I had a 68 Camaro. We did everything together. We’d go hunting and shooting down by the Patapsco river in rural MD. When the gas crunch hit he sold his car and bought a van. I followed his lead and sold mine and bought a van. We paled around every night, he had a day job and I worked after school.
I went off to college in the fall of 1974 in Philadelphia, but would come home on the weekends and we’d hang out. In 1976 I moved to CA. In 1977 I got a letter from my mom and it had Michael’s obituary. He‘d been shot and killed in an accident down by the Patapsco river. I was devastated. I never found out the real truth of what happened. And to really add to the tragedy, his girlfriend Karen who was with us throughout these years was killed in a car accident a year later. I lost 2 great friends by the age of 21.
 
B, I can so relate. When I turned 16 in 1972 my best friend Michael and I both bought hot rod cars. He had a 70 Nova and I had a 68 Camaro. We did everything together. We’d go hunting and shooting down by the Patapsco river in rural MD. When the gas crunch hit he sold his car and bought a van. I followed his lead and sold mine and bought a van. We paled around every night, he had a day job and I worked after school.
I went off to college in the fall of 1974 in Philadelphia, but would come home on the weekends and we’d hang out. In 1976 I moved to CA. In 1977 I got a letter from my mom and it had Michael’s obituary. He‘d been shot and killed in an accident down by the Patapsco river. I was devastated. I never found out the real truth of what happened. And to really add to the tragedy, his girlfriend Karen who was with us throughout these years was killed in a car accident a year later. I lost 2 great friends by the age of 21.
Thanks for the share. It's like those early friendships are embedded in us forever..It is so hard to process. being so young & so enthusiastic about the future. Then it snuffs all the innocence out. ironically a DUI killing led me down 1 very viscous cycle of abuse. have been good for many years..even starting street type outreaches...but writing this story out is helping me put it all in perspective..Life deals some blows..sure does !
 
Yea, more power to ya. I could never express it like you do, I’m amazed at how a lot of you guy can do that. It’s just not in my DNA.
If i didnt play music..i would be nutz. Wife being creamed by anther DUI driver has set me on the verge... but something inside,,some character has developed,,to run 2 companies,,serve the public..take care of everybody... i dont sleep much anymore,,dont drink,,just work..run..train ,& when she sleeps..i record..hell..there is a hospital bed in the LR & the Master BR is a recording studio..life is so messed up,,,
 
This song brings back memories of friends I lost when I was a teenager. One hit on a motorcycle, one had a boulder fall on him, one died to to complications with being a type 1 diabetic. All three between the ages of 14 and 16. Yeah, I can relate to you my brother. Good job with the song.
 
Thanks !!
Sometimes i wish you guys could come over, we could make music together ! Maybe get some stuff off our chests & release it a bit through some music!! I am really thankful for TTR. Hearing the journies in life we all go through..man everyone of us is getting hammered. This site is a treasure...actually..it proves ..differences can be worked out in a manner where its a win-win..even on a gear or music tastes...the humanity behind us all..it's real. we all are entitled to like what we like..we just don't have to hurt one another all the time... much respect for ya'll
 
Thanks !!
Sometimes i wish you guys could come over, we could make music together ! Maybe get some stuff off our chests & release it a bit through some music!! I am really thankful for TTR. Hearing the journies in life we all go through..man everyone of us is getting hammered. This site is a treasure...actually..it proves ..differences can be worked out in a manner where its a win-win..even on a gear or music tastes...the humanity behind us all..it's real. we all are entitled to like what we like..we just don't have to hurt one another all the time... much respect for ya'll
Very well put Den :2Thumbs:
 
That's a very sad story. I think we can all probably relate to some degree.

When I was in school, we lost quite a few of us. I wasn't friends with them all, but being in a small town we all knew each other and had grown up together. Several of them were DUI accidents and some just accidents, a few suicides, and a couple homicides. They all affected me at a pretty young age and I still think of all of them often.

Thanks for sharing your story.
 
June 9, 1983. I was waiting with a case of Heineken & Lowenbrau..just graduated the day before & Darryl was on the way to my house. parents trusted us & we had the house for a week....Den/BFT 2020

Ironic...

On this same day, (it was a Thirsday as i recall because it was the only night i wasn't playing in the bar band at Redbanks, California) my senior classs had just graduated high school on the 7th - and i had dropped out of continuation a few months before - so, I was sitting up on a wind machine tower, in Porterville, California, looking out across the miles of orange groves, pondering what - if anything - i would ever make of myself....
 
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