[Seahawk]

Interesting in that this morning I got a call from my DV friends daughter: His, Steve's, OT, (he passed out and broke his hip six weeks ago - all drug related, all prescription drugs) called the daughter and could not find my friend.

I run over.

His Jeep is gone. I give the OT the keys to the house just in case. I am not going in, not my deal. She goes in. He is not in the house.

She tries to apologize about not knowing about the car. What a nice lady. I reassure her that she did nothing wrong. I decide to drive to the Giant pharmacy because that is where he gets his prescriptions filled.

Nothing.

Then he calls...I see his name and pick up. It is a local Sheriff, however: "Can you come and get your friend? He drove himself here to the hospital after taking too much of something this morning and we can't let him drive. He tapped another car on the way in and then tried to get in the wrong car on the way out."

Be right there.

The Sheriff, and I am a homer for LE, was fantastic. He loved the Land Cruiser.

I get Steve in the LC and we do not talk the whole ride back to his place, 20 minute ride. If I say anything I'll just make it worse. He is completely gone in terms of cognitive awareness. He is a Naval Academy graduate, former Navy pilot and a very successful businessman.

Was. I did not go into his house with him. I have limits. I watched him take his walker in and close the door behind him.

I got the keys to the Jeep, called his daughter and updated her on the scourge that are whatever the f they let him take.

He is a junkie; hooked, bagged and tagged by people who should know better.

I got home 20 minutes ago and I still can't completely process what I saw.