Yesterday, I was driving around on a beautiful fall day in Arizona and thinking about how lucky I was. How my dead friends could never enjoy this day or the thousands of other days they had missed over the years. I'm still alive yet they are gone.....
Halloween has been a special day for me for 46 years.
It was on this night 46 years ago that James Olson (the Bethelite) killed himself at the factory at Brooklyn Bethel.
He was the first Jehovah's Witness I knew of, that took his own life.
Sadly over the last 46 many more of my friends and family would follow in his foot steps, including my own Father in Law Robert Stillman.
Their life of guilt and pain was so bad that death was their only option....their only way out!
I hate this religion and what it has done to people. They are truly blood guilty.
I miss my friends,