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July 27 (Trigger Warning: Suicide, Drugs, Etc)

Today would be my Uncle Tony's birthday if he didn't die when I was 11, 25 years ago.  My mom is convinced he committed suicide but the rest of my family rejects that idea.  No matter how much I can't stand her, I tend to lean toward believing my mom.  Whether that is from years of her talking to me about it, or my own view point, I am not sure.   My relationship with my uncle was very scarce.  I have maybe two real memories of him.  One Christmas he gave me a giant St Bernard stuffed animal.  The other memory is sitting on the floor at my great grandmother's home watching The Simpsons while he studied while drinking 2 liter sodas like he had Indiana Snap and could only binge on them if he had cash... Okay, now I'm actually projecting. Anyway, I know he was around more but not much.  From what I've gathered from stories, my uncle was the first born of four.  My grandparents split up when he was a teenager and he started getting into trou...

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