Crazy stuff, poor guy needed some serious mental help.
My great uncle has schizophrenia, a very scary thing indeed. I can't imagine. He's in his 80's, told my uncle of the electric shock "therapy" he had in the 50's. Said if they ever mention that they're going to do that to you, run and never look back. He's still around, or at least, someone is still cashing his social security cheques. Hasn't taken his medication since his Mom (my great grandmother) died in 1989.
I only met him once, in 91 or 92 ( I remember because we were talking about the Penguins winning the cup). Our connection was instant, he loved sports so we got along well. He had a hard time concentrating, he'd go off on a tangent or start talking to himself. He was there for a day, haven't seen him since.
He was a terrific athlete back in the day. His brother, my grandfather, used to tell of a baseball game in the 40's. Their local team in southern Saskatchewan played a travelling baseball team from the US (they were all black, this is pre-integration days). He pitched a two hitter and scored the only run, they won 1-0.
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