I helped clean out my friend Sam's apartment yesterday. To say that it was profoundly sad is to overstate nearly everything. The apartment was a terrible mess. Sam was from Eastern Kentucky. We are taught to not wish for much in Kentucky. Don't aim high; aim low so that you can at least hit the ground. Nobody says that, but that's the motto. Sam was gay. He had to leave Eastern Kentucky because of that. He was nearly beaten to death on a couple of occasions by law enforcement. Ii pretty sure that he sustained brain damage from the beatings.