Nancy Burns
I met Nancy in Zimbabwe.
She loved to party like myself. Nancy died from a prescription drug/Alcohol overdose in June 9, 1999.
One time Nancy was arrested for a DWI after consuming massive amounts of Listerine because there was no alcohol in the house. Nancy had told me stories about myself that I had blacked-out.
Like a time I was wearing a kaftan with dark sunglasses and a turban on my head with a joint the size of a tampax tampoon dangling from my mouth repeating that I didn’t want to hear anything, see anything or speak to anybody.
I wanted her to write our stories as I had no recollection. My last attempted suicide (1982), I swallowed handfulls of pills and then I called Nancy. She told me to call an ambulance. I survived after being in a coma for three days.
Nancy on the way to Kariba Zimbabwe. Nancy smuggled drugs, sold drugs, used drugs but was never ever able to stop taking drugs.
She was a late stage alcoholic who was diagnosed with schizophrenia/Bipolar. No medical professional ever treated her for her alcohol addiction. Every time she called me in the last 15 years I would suggest she go to a Narcotics Anonymous meeting and that the answer for addicts was total abstinence. I loved Nancy.