Big Boomer
Member
Although, I am not much of a religious type of guy my father has become so.
He doesn't have many friends and would be classified as a "crotchety old man" although he is young, 55 he seems to have the worst luck of any man that I have ever known.
He lost his rights to own firearms a long time ago, but I still cherish the times that I remember us going shooting. Although they were few I remember them like they were yesterday.
My father was just diagnosed with cancer, still not sure yet but it seems to be in many places. The type is yet to be determined.
He lost his job back in December do to the company he was working for folding, he's fighting the state for a massive tax increase on a little piece of property he has, he's out of money, and the IRS officially hates him.
Luck has never been a friend of his. But I ask those of you if you could during your bedtime prayers and during Sunday mass to ask for a little divine help if you could.
His name is Ron Priest. He is my loving father and lives just North of Austin in a little bedroom community named Round Rock, TX.
He has been a construction manager and as you know with the housing market crash he's fallen on hard times, and this well just about kicks the legs out from underneath him. Although I am hopeful, I have to prepare myself and be realistic as to the outcome.
So once again, please if you could take a moment or three, my father and I would greatly appreciate it.
Thank all of you!
He doesn't have many friends and would be classified as a "crotchety old man" although he is young, 55 he seems to have the worst luck of any man that I have ever known.
He lost his rights to own firearms a long time ago, but I still cherish the times that I remember us going shooting. Although they were few I remember them like they were yesterday.
My father was just diagnosed with cancer, still not sure yet but it seems to be in many places. The type is yet to be determined.
He lost his job back in December do to the company he was working for folding, he's fighting the state for a massive tax increase on a little piece of property he has, he's out of money, and the IRS officially hates him.
Luck has never been a friend of his. But I ask those of you if you could during your bedtime prayers and during Sunday mass to ask for a little divine help if you could.
His name is Ron Priest. He is my loving father and lives just North of Austin in a little bedroom community named Round Rock, TX.
He has been a construction manager and as you know with the housing market crash he's fallen on hard times, and this well just about kicks the legs out from underneath him. Although I am hopeful, I have to prepare myself and be realistic as to the outcome.
So once again, please if you could take a moment or three, my father and I would greatly appreciate it.
Thank all of you!
