In Memory of

__Raymond was a roommate who lived next to me. Although an accident, his death was avoidable. He died because it was an inconvenience and a hardship for certain folks entrusted with great responsibility to be more open and honest. He was not the only person at his residence that they never bothered to do much research on. If they had, they would have known that he had “blood on the brain” from a sport he once enjoyed. Because of their need to inspire intimidation & frustration, Raymond was not told the truth, causing him to misunderstand that of which the hard-working, decent guy in the room next to him was being subjected to as an intentionally “life threatening” experience. This compelled him to respond heroically in a manor that panicked these people’s minions who had also similarly been lied to, leaving them with the impression that there were no credible or important witnesses at the address. Their minions made certain that while seemingly alone & unmonitored, Raymond became confused, disorientated & overwhelmed enough to loose his balance, fall, hit his head and not wake up.