It was the spring of 2002, I was living with my sister, Ruth, in Rapid City. I was out and about for a while, and I got home around 5:30PM to find her home from work and well on her way to finishing off a bottle of rum, which I proceed to help her with. I make a joke about her starting drinking so early (shush you, I was 19, starting drinking at
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