and an officer. I didn’t have the opportunity to defend myself in any manner. My killer approached me as I sat in my squad car, lights on, engine running, and pulled the trigger. I was left to die, and was later found slumped over the steering wheel. I was a veteran, and a survivor of Desert Storm. I did not, however, survive serving those in my own community. I was senselessly taken from my four daughters, and my fiancé. My name is Jeffrey Westerfield, and my life mattered.
He was an angel, why can't you guys see this? https://thumbs-prod.si-cdn.com/PJ7Qt0xcpNE6KRWegBSqOJheEh8=/1024x596/https://public-media.si-cdn.com/filer/c2/2d/c22d6014-6ec2-4f6f-8fda-54280314d10d/gettyimages-1217140823.jpg
/sarcasm
Apparently this is fake. But it sounds like something Rush would say.
That apple tastes so damn good, well, other than the little bit of poison in it.