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The wake up call for me was actually
a suicide attempt in a blackout due to alcohol.
Of course, I didn't remember anything about it,
and my wife at the time really had to tell me about it,
where I was sitting on the porch and had a shotgun in my mouth.
And I thought she was crazy or picking on me, you know.
So I found the shotgun and shucked it back,
and a couple of 12-gauge shells hit the floor.
You know, I sort of buckled my knees
because I knew how close I had come.
At that point, I said, "Man, you have got to find some help."
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