RIP Steven Mates's blog: "Whezzie"

To all of you who knew Whezzie... either on here or in real life, I say thank you. Thank you for being a friend to him. Thank you for loving him. You all meant so much to him.

Steve (Whezzie) passed away on June 22 from a hemorrhagic stroke. He was in the prime of his health. The neurologist told me that he was most likely born with a weak artery in his brain that just took 44 years to decide to burst. There was no coming back from this type of traume. When he collapsed on June 18th I tried to hold out for a miracle. Some small sign that he was still with me. When I removed him from the respirator on the 22nd I knew that I was doing the right thing. Steve would NOT have wanted to live his life as anything but 100% himself.

Thank you for taking time to read this and know that my husband and my best friend will be looking down upon all of his friends now. A guardian angel? Perhaps.

 

All my love.

Cindy (catz)

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I got a call the other day that took several hours to unravel and I eneded up being the one to take this guy into custody.. Now this story begins at 7:20 am. My boss gets a call that a W/M was walking in and out of traffic on the intersate south of town. He finally gets to the scene and this subject is gone. No where to be found, but at least he's not road pancake. At about 11:00 pm that night my partner gets a call about a W/M passed out beside the road in front of the liquor store. When he gets there he finds the topic of our little story passed out and drunker than hell. Now we carry these wonderful little boxes that take a breath sample and tell us how drunk you are. My partner finally gets this young upstanding citizen awake and gives him a breath test. Is .262% blood alcohol High?? GOD DAMN RIGHT IT IS! The dance begins and our lucky little man goes home for the night with out a ticket. .. Now enter Whezzie, 12 hours later and not knowing as much as you do right now. I am patroling the mean streets of Redfield when I get a call at 11:25 am of a man passed out in the local grocery store restroom. I get to the store and have to look through the crack of the stall to see our hero slumped over sleeping sitting on the shitter. THANK GOD HE HAS HIS PANTS ON!!! I pounded on the wall for a minute or two but the turd never even stirs. Well I take out the old trusty switch blade and jimmy the lock on the door. (Yea I carry a switch blade...Perk of the job) Several shakes and some loud yelling and contestant one comes to life. Looks at me and says, "MAN AM I FUCKIN DRUNK!" Of course you should know by now, no ID, can't remeber where he is or how he got there. Well Hell. I give the turn a breath test. Ummm, is .269% blood alcohol high.. GOD DAMN RIGHT IT IS....Specially for 11 o-clock in the morning. I think dude has a great sence of humor tho when he throws himself against the wall and says, "Damn you got me, I'm under arrest, take me in." Well how did he know? So now we get to walk through the store out to my car. Dude is walking like a ship in high seas and now I have to touch him to keep him from crashing and burning in the cereal isle. All the while he's yelling about how the cops are kickin his ass, and this shithead isn't even cuffed... After an hour sitting with my new best friend who wants to kick my ass, his brother shows up. I write my buddy a ticket for Public Intoxication and he takes him home....or so we thought. Three miles out of town our friend bails out of the car and runs out into the woods screaming like his ass was on fire. *Hangs head and sighs* I have delt with my share of DWI's, drunks and winos. I have a very great understanding about alcoholism and the effects alcohol has on people. After 23 years in this business I am still confused why a 31 year old moderatly good looking kid is trying to drink himself to death. This guy has nine yes (9) DWI's and has been to prison twice for it. He hasen't had a drivers license since he was 19 and will never have one for the rest of his life. This my friends is one of the sad parts about my job. Here is someone I would love to try and help, but he is so far gone I doubt he will ever return. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy a nice drink from time to time and have been drunk of my ass a time or two. (Wife and friends say I am one hell of a mechanic when I'm wasted. Never touch a tool but I can fix any car...LMFAO) I am not a nay sayer or alcohol basher, but damn what can I do. *Steps down from soap box* Whezzie checking 10-95 (Off duty)

Most of you who know me know that me and mine have a little business drawing blueprints for houses. My wife and best friend supply's the creative genius for the drawing and I am just the mouth peace. Here is one of the houses that we supplied the drawing for when it was finished... I f anyone knows anyone who is looking for top quality house plans at a very very reasonable price drop me a line and I'll make it worth your time...

As I sit here in my recliner at 3:00 am with two little cats sleeping on my legs, (which are asleep, Legs that is) and my two big cats sleeping in the wifes recliner, I think of the wonderful people I have met on here and have to ask myself.... "Self what have I done in my life to deserve such wonderful friends". Self puzzles over this for a time and then just says fuckit...What ever I am doing right is good enough for me. So to my friends and those of you who will become my friends. Thank you for being there for me in my times of need and when I just wanted to shoot the shit. You make me smile and thats what it's all about. Cliff and Moni, Mystical, King Nothing, Bones and Teddybear, Easylivin, Matt, Dick, Masokyst, Wendy, Sassy, Lurch, Glenn, Martigras, Rose, Cheshire, Nyne, XnTrek, Eric, Illusion, Unlucky, Oldbiker, Arcadian, Dragon, and all my B&A Family Members. You guys make my life fun and and make me proud to call you all friend... But I have to send out a special thank you to a woman I have admired and who has been my HERO for years, CATZ.....Cin you make me proud with everything you do. Keep your chin up girl and know that there are people out there who love and care for you more than you know. To everyone who reads this....Keep you friend in you heart and show them love every day...your reward will be more than you could ever imagine!!! Whezzie (lefty) out...

I will no longer vote in contests. I do believe in the comment bomb, But I would rather bomb someone who I know will appriciate and reciprocate what a good bomb will do... SOOOOOOOO I am going to pick a friend and bomb the shit out of a photo. I then hope that this friend will come to my page and return the favor. Then they can go to a friends page and do them the favor... If I want a big pimp gift I will buy one...I just don't see the need to give 6000 points to someone i don't friggin know and won't even take the friggin time to come to my page after I spent hours leveling thier sorry asses up.... Okay I'm done now...