As I read this, I pull pictures from my memory of a man staggering drunk up the front walk, using abusive language, where when sober there is none. I see the horros of what so many see in their daily lives with an alcoholic. You captured the essense of the moment when he could no longer live with the pain he was inflicting on his family. Yes, you revived some memories, but you have also written an excellent poem to recount the event. Thank you for sharing.
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