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I shared an apartment with a friend of mine. I had already been divorced twice. I was the kind of person that if anyone was in need for anything I was the first one to help. I helped a lot of people. I have one old friend around, his name is Ron Teague. He and I used to go help everybody together. I tried to always be good to just about everyone.
I was assigned to Oklahoma City's Animal Control Division as a field supervisor. I worked my way up into management, and became their administrative aide. As the administrative aide for the Animal Welfare Division for the State of Oklahoma, I coordinated animal control and, set up the Oklahoma City Training Academy for training animal control officers.
I traveled statewide preparing officers for state required certification through my academy, and was the Special projects coordinator for the State of Oklahoma. I was also a defensive driving trainer licensed by the Highway Patrol of Oklahoma.
I was also responsible for learning more and better ways to control our animal population. I was asked to attend a seminar for animal control which was being held in Orlando, Florida. I chose to drive there from Oklahoma City. I was 17 miles south of Dallas, Texas when a pickup truck crossed the center median, in the air mind you, and landed directly on the hood of my Jeep. He was traveling at a speed of 85 mph at the point of impact.
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