Just lost my beloved brother on Father's Day, June 16,2013
I cant describe this gut wrenching, heartbreaking pain of the loss of our brother. My sister was visiting over the weekend and the three of us always spoke via phone 3x daily. This particular weekend he was fighting with his wife and he just seemed so down. He has been having a rough couple of years financially and in the marriage,plus he was estranged from his only son. My sister and I would always try and help him or listen to him. We loved him so much. He was a very funny guy and our kids loved Uncle Jack.
Father's day June 16,2013, my sister and I had just spoke to him again for the 3rd time that day and we told him to avoid his wife and just to out to his barn and we would call him later after she went to work.(she works midnights at a Naval hospital as a nurse).
He just kept saying to us that "she wins,she wins").
Guess she went out to the barn to tell him she was going to work and he got up and went to a cabinet and opened it and my sister in law saw the 357 gun there and she tried to stop him. He took the gun and pointed at her and said" you better get out of here because you are not going to like what I am about to do" and she ran out and she heard the bang and he shot himself in the head!
They did find a note that was written and in the note it stated:
To my family:
It's time for me to check out. Everything has gone bad in my life. I'm tired and worn out. Maybe everyone can move on now without me around.
To my sisters and brother:
I'll love you all so, so much, dont mourn, it is for the best.
My only real son:
What can I say, you should be happy now
I always love you. I thought we were a match. I guess I was wrong.
God Forgive Me
My sister and I are so heartbroken, our youngest brother is silently grieving and doesnt call.
I have my sister coming to stay with us because she lives alone and we need to be with each other.
All we do is cry and cry and cry. The note is so sad and he just never had a good life. My dad beat him as a child and my brother took his life with my dad's gun..
How can I work? It seems to get worse instead of better this gut wrenching pain. I dont feel like doing anything.
I LOVE AND MISS YOU JACK SO MUCH!