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Then there is the countless number of friends I grew up with who are no longer alive. One committed suicide because an accident had left him blind, another killed himself because his parents could not approve a girl he was courting, and the third one hanged himself for undisclosed reasons. On two different occasions, two of my friends were killed by speeding cars. A childhood buddy drank himself to death, while several others have fallen victim to that villain whose name my kinfolk are still too ashamed to utter, AIDS.
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