So I had to run across the street to Walgreens to pick up my rx for Motrin. I am sitting waiting for Karen the pharmacist to do her thing. I open my purse and unzip one section, there is a sandwich baggie. I pull it out, I am looking at it and just thinking and all of a sudden there is a ruckus. Someone saw me pull the baggie out and thought it was drugs and called the manager to call the police. I had to show him that in the baggie was a braid of my son's hair. You see I was not allowed to identify my son due to the damage from the beating and the gun shots. He was identified through photo and dental records. The funeral home had cut a piece of his hair and I braided it, put it in a baggie and carry it with me at all times. OK, OK, doe's this make me the biggest nut in California? Please tell me I am not the only one who has some type of momento like that! I hope not. I do think I need to find something else to carry it in though.
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