Thankfully, I have never had close friend's or family.
But my most memorable one, I was probably 13 years old or so. Member of our church. There every Sunday with his wife and Daughter. Think the Daughter was 3 years older than me.
This old boy meant business and was a farmer. Went into the barn one day. Hung a rope from the rafters for his neck. Built a large fire underneath for landing. Put the rope around his neck, then leaned off the hay loft and shot himself in the head with a 12 gauge shotgun. 3 different ways to die.
Makes one wonder what demons he faced.
But my most memorable one, I was probably 13 years old or so. Member of our church. There every Sunday with his wife and Daughter. Think the Daughter was 3 years older than me.
This old boy meant business and was a farmer. Went into the barn one day. Hung a rope from the rafters for his neck. Built a large fire underneath for landing. Put the rope around his neck, then leaned off the hay loft and shot himself in the head with a 12 gauge shotgun. 3 different ways to die.
Makes one wonder what demons he faced.