My son just came downstairs after talking to an old baseball friend. This young man was a really good baseball player with a future when they were younger, then came high school... He's been in rehab twice and since their senior year began has been in a rapid freefall again. After his last incident, his parents kicked him out of the house. Since then, apparently, he screwed over his dealer and a couple of days ago he was jumped by several guys-one with a tire iron and another with a bat. After winding up in the hospital, he's back at home-I can't imagine what his parents are feeling right now. Like I said he called my son to talk. He said he's had enough-he said he looks at my son getting to go to college and continue playing baseball and having the future he had wanted but gave up for drugs and wants to try and salvage what he can before it's too late. He told my son how smart he was to not give into the peer pressure he gave in to and that he wished he'd been able to. I so hope he can do it this time-it's been really hard seeing this happen to him. I am so thankful for my son's baseball dreams and that he's been strong enough to keep himself on track.
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