Written April 2009
I wanted to put this in the book even though it’s not funny or a great story to tell but I learned a lot through this experience and I hope you will too. Back when I was in high school I played rugby for the Arlington Stallions and I met my soon to be best friend. We called him Schuh and we fucked shit up on the rugby field and at every party we found. We went from playing rugby together to applying to colleges together so we can be roommates with a “Keggerator” in our room. But before anything that could of happened to us, something life changing hit us on the blind side. We never saw it coming.
Schuh: “Yo I can’t talk about the court so just never mind it.”
I try responding not knowing what to say and the conversation we had died very quickly. Not even a minute in the conversation he says “Well here just talk to my mom.” I couldn’t imagine the depression he is having. My best friend didn’t even want to talk to me. Mrs. Schuh tells me everything will be fine and it will be back to normal. I couldn’t help but cry. I return to Arlington Heights and go to Schuh’s house with a bunch of Christmas gifts. We were laughing and having fun just like the good ole days.
After 14months of house arrest his final court date comes and he got charged with 5years in prison and 3 years probation for when he gets out. Ever since December 6th of 2008 I now realize that drinking and driving is nothing to play around with. It’s like jumping into a murder seen in a horror film. You might get out alive, a couple scratches, injury, or death. Now at a life time of 19years old I had a best friend sent to prison for 5years, a friend put in the hospital for 2months and nearly died, and a friend die because of drinking and driving.