Please, everyone - if you're going to go out and celebrate, or know someone who is, make darn sure there's a designated driver. Please. On this day in 1985, I lost a friend to someone who didn't. He was on his way to work, and the woman who hit him head-on had been partying since the night before.
It wasn't pretty. Nobody should have to go to a friend's funeral at seventeen.
It wasn't pretty. Nobody should have to go to a friend's funeral at seventeen.