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Drugs brought money and popularity.
I was intoxicated at the wheel and my son died.
From corporate jets to food stamps.
Pain turns to strength in the midst of tragedy.
Survived grenade and bullet wounds, but not the nightmares.
Why did God let the love of my life die?
Unloved by my husband ... and God.
Combat in Iraq continues at home
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