From:	sethhorne AT juno DOT com
To:	an754 AT cleveland DOT Freenet DOT Edu, WLG AT aol DOT com, darkjester AT hotmail DOT com,
	dhstein AT juno DOT com, djgpp AT delorie DOT com, drosenthal AT pop DOT umkc DOT edu,
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	jlouis AT popalex1 DOT linknet DOT net, kenny AT wwsw DOT com, listserver AT uscj DOT org,
	zeopower AT hotmail DOT com
Date:	Sat, 12 Oct 1996 19:12:20 PST
Subject:	Re: Christian Jahnsen <c937079 AT student DOT dtu DOT dk>: [vision] Dear Mom
Message-ID:	<19961020.093510.7895.1.sethhorne@juno.com>
References:	<19961005 DOT 192223 DOT 6527 DOT 0 DOT vasiliy AT juno DOT com>

Note from sethhorne AT juno DOT com--Don't regard this message as  "Chain Mail",
this is for a good cause and should not be   stopped. Whoever you are,
please read this. Original   sender's address in subject line.
  Received last from "VASILIY JOULINE (vasiliy AT juno DOT com)".
  Please send a copy of this to all the people that you   know.
>DEATH OF AN INNOCENT
>
>I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.  
>You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
>  
>I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
>I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
>
>I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
>Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of
>sight.
>As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
>Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
>
>I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
>the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
> 
>As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
>the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
>
>I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
>How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
>
>There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
>I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
>
>I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
>It was the others, Mom.  The others didn't think.
>
>He was probably at the same party as I.
>The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
>
>Why do people drink, Mom?  It can ruin your whole life.
>I'm feeling sharp pains now.  Pains just like a knife.
>
>The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
>I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
>
>Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.  Tell Daddy to be brave.
>And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave
>
>Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
>If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
>
>My breath is getting shorter, Mom.  I'm becoming very scared.
>Please don't cry for me, Mom.  When I needed you, you were always 
>there.
>
>I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
>I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
>
>
>************************
>Someone took the effort to write this poem.
>So please, forward this to as many people as you can.
>And see if we can get a chain going around the world that will
>make people understand that drinking and driving don't mix.
>
>TOGETHER WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE, 
>so please forward this letter to as many people as you can.
>
>
>--------- End forwarded message ----------
>
DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE!

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