October 22 1988: “Do Not Let God Bring You Home In A Box Or Place You In The Hospital”. These Words Spoken By My Mother Started To Flood My Mind. The Previous Year I Had Run Away. I Was Heavily Under The Influence Of Drugs And Alcohol. My Eyes Were Bloodshot Red And Glossy. In The Cold Night I Begin Walking Towards The Car. The Lord Enabled Me To See A Bullet Pass The Side Of My Face; Then Another Ricochet On The Top Of The Car And Hit Me In The Left Side Of My Neck.