Drunken Family Fights
It was 1985 and I remember this day like it was yesterday. I was in Portage La Prairie visiting my dad and grandma. I had left to go to 7-11 that afternoon, and came back to witness my uncle Ron and uncle Jim fighting in the front lawn, full-out brawl style. But let's rewind this event for clarity. Uncle Ron was known to be up to no good, often drunk or high, and had asked my uncle Jim for a ride into town. I think they thought he was going to get drugs. Jim declined, and after that he stormed out of the house and stabbed his spare tire with a butcher knife. He wore these outlandish mutton chops that were stylish only in 1850. There was a crazy look in his eyes, something just wasn't right with this man. After the tire was slashed, Uncle Jim snapped and shouted 'You son of a bitch!' and lunged at him. Jim ran to the front yard, but was tackled by Jim, who had a good 80 pounds of weight over him. Grandma, and my 2 cousins were trying in vain to get this asshole off Unc...
