So last night I was hanging out down in Lawrence. I went over to The Pig for some coffee and to see who was hanging around.
I ran into Dave Simmons haning their with Dawn. It had just turned Daves birthday, so I wished him happy birthday, and sat around and talked for a while. Davey seemed a bit depressed, but I figured it was "Birthday Angst" or something.
I always liked Davey, I've known him since he was about 13 or 14, maybe younger. He was an "Outhouse kid" and was at almost every show.
At one point, he was convited of a crime (I forget exactly what at the moment...it doesnt matter) And got sent to YCAT (Youth Center At Topeka) Where my mother was head of health services.
It was always kind of amusing when my Mom would come home and ask me "Do you know so and so....well, I did his intake today". We one day, it was Davey she had done the intake on. My Mom was a saint.....she treated the kids out there as if they were her own. Odd that she treated us, her OWN kids as if we were miscreants that belonged at YCAT!
Anyway, she liked Davey, and took care of him and helped him out a little bit at YCAT. And Davey always remembered her long after he was let loose. He always asked me about her, and was shaken a bit when she died.
So I hang out a bit with Davey and Dawn at The Pig last night. We parted ways right about closing time.
This after noon Thomas, Davey's older brother (And also an "Outhouse kid") called me up, I was very surprized that he called, and immediately knew it was bad news.
He informed me that Davey had hung himself this morning.
Crap.
People, just stop doing this.