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this may be my longest post, maybe. So I was friends with this guy since very young, he was a good friends younger brother. We used to run together every night, stoned of course. We once came upon a guy kicking a box around but thats another story. He actually borrowed a shirt from me to get married in, Me like I had good clothes. Fast forward many years while I was away. I came back once and looked him up. When I moved back here we got together often. Nicest people you ever met, very natural. He lived on rocky ground but they made the best garden I have ever seen. They lived in a modest house they built but it was very cool. Had an outhouse with a sliding door for good views. I used to ride one of the bikes out there on weekends and we would cook out. Now where it fell apart. His wife called one day and asked me to help make a new goat pen, she made the best goat cheese ever. I assume he didnt want to do it but whatever. Shortly after I guess they had a fight and she called and asked if she could come out and stay a bit. I said no of course and for some stupid dumbass reason told him about it. We kinda lost contact after that' She still texted me a few times but then I realized they had blocked me.WTF? Ok I can live with that. Kinda sucked though. After a few years later I decided to try to touch base again only to find out they both got shot in march. The cops shot the shooter. Now I just cant wrap my mind around how or why. They were the nicest people and did nothing beyond smoking pot. I have lost my best friend to cancer, mom and dad. Big deal but for some reason this is really bothering me.

this may be my longest post, maybe. So I was friends with this guy since very young, he was a good friends younger brother. We used to run together every night, stoned of course. We once came upon a guy kicking a box around but thats another story. He actually borrowed a shirt from me to get married in, Me like I had good clothes. Fast forward many years while I was away. I came back once and looked him up. When I moved back here we got together often. Nicest people you ever met, very natural. He lived on rocky ground but they made the best garden I have ever seen. They lived in a modest house they built but it was very cool. Had an outhouse with a sliding door for good views. I used to ride one of the bikes out there on weekends and we would cook out. Now where it fell apart. His wife called one day and asked me to help make a new goat pen, she made the best goat cheese ever. I assume he didnt want to do it but whatever. Shortly after I guess they had a fight and she called and asked if she could come out and stay a bit. I said no of course and for some stupid dumbass reason told him about it. We kinda lost contact after that' She still texted me a few times but then I realized they had blocked me.WTF? Ok I can live with that. Kinda sucked though. After a few years later I decided to try to touch base again only to find out they both got shot in march. The cops shot the shooter. Now I just cant wrap my mind around how or why. They were the nicest people and did nothing beyond smoking pot. I have lost my best friend to cancer, mom and dad. Big deal but for some reason this is really bothering me.

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Condolences for the loss, that is hard. I only can say there sounds like a LOT more going on here than met the eye.

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Here is a link to the news

https://www.kbtx.com/2022/03/12/victims-suspect-identified-fatal-brazos-county-shooting/

Im gonna try to get this all out, they made great music together, he was a carpenter of course ( most all my friends have been) He was better than I. If you show me what to build I can do it but he had an imagination and came up with great things on his own. They were always trying and making new things. They lived next to me for awhile and I use to show up at their door holding a couple of beers in the morning and destroying both our chances of going to work that day. I knew his whole family. We grew up within a couple blocks.

I cant stop thinking who got shot first and what the other did. Its horrifying to think about. Evidently ten shots were fired. This is the first time ever deaths have done this to me.

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>This is fucked up.

They looked like nice folks.

I did search for the then 51-year-old suspect's picture based on the name, but couldn't find any, besides an Alabama nigger.

As they tried to deescalate the situation, the suspect refused to follow commands to put down his gun and was eventually shot and killed by a state trooper.

Public records show Isbell has a lengthy criminal history including previous charges for assault, evading arrest, a weapons violation, disorderly conduct, and alcohol-related violations.

Most certainly a nigger.

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But they werent wealthy, they just started building new houses around them far more prosperous looking.

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But they werent wealthy,

Niggers don't know nor care. That's why they kill people for a couple bucks.

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I guess most people I know who have died it was natural causes or a car,motorcycle wreck. I have been in pulled gun situations. But this shit is so, just useless. This place I grew up in was nice until katrina, even cops have told me that. I cant imagine anyone not liking them.

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Man, what a fucked up situation.

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As someone who's experienced the murder of a very close friend, my heart goes out to you and I'm sorry for your loss. I hope the memories of a life well-lived bring you some comfort.

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Sorry for your loss suplex. I've lost many through life, but not so many in such a short period of time.

Now I just cant wrap my mind around how or why.

Have you talked with someone from his family to get the whole story? It might answer some of your questions.

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No, one brother is still around here. I saw him a few years back but he has his own problems, another is in new mexico I think. I have long lost contact with them. I know and have met his kids but never really talked to them unless they happened to be out there when I was. Its not really my loss, just fucked up shit I didnt ever expect to feel this way about.

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We're almost kinda-sorta neighbors by the way. No picture of the murderer who had a rap sheet for violence, so available mug shots which they don't show. Nigger.

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I grew up there and still live kinda close

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oh my... that is rough, why is it hitting you hard? youre thinking of everything you could have done differently. but your integrity is intact brother. dont hate yourself. Grieve and know, they are in a good place.

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not sure, I guess because we we estranged at the time for no good reason.

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fuck me Im stupid. I just figured out this was 2022, god damn it doesnt change a thing just years past fast before we try to reconnect.