Now that I have your attention
In 1968 my father received an unsolicited Mastercard in the mail. Watching my father open the mail was a daily occcasion. We all, the six of us and my mother stood around waiting while the king of the castle looked through the mail first. We stood by hoping there might be a missive for one of us.
He was a self employed man of uncertain means. The mail was an enemy to him.
On this particular day I remember clearly the Master Card logo so shiny and new on it's plastic card. A novelty. I hadn't seen such a thing before. My father roared, "Goddamn it!!! This will be the ruin of us all!"
I forget a lot of things. I never forget him angrily shredding that card and throwing it away.
Maine- The way life should be.

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Josie Soho® edited this comment 5 months ago.
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yes, in those days people did take the time to write letters. i had a penpal then.
Rafalpro says:
do you mean all those problems connected with economical progress??
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Käthepro says:
But I didn't understand the sense of the headline ..? Im mean I understand the words, but...?
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so i am actually referring to him literally leaving and the defeat he ultimately felt.
thank you, tante Kathe.
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:-(
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my father's death was brutal and untimely. he was only 55 years old.
i can't change it. i have to do what i can to prevent other people from dying the same way.
i talk about his death to take away the stigma and shame that hangs over families when someone has murdered themself.
my hope is that if everyone could feel comfortable talking about suicide then the environment could be open to welcome and help others who may be thinking of taking the same path.