And although early on in ourrelationship, I'm going to say we hadbeen married maybe five years. And hehad too much to drink one day, and...We were having a party at our house,and they- he and a friend wereriding his motorcycle around theneighborhood because we lived in aneighborhood that was way way out inthe country.Mhm. Where?Uhh... Outside of Denver.Uh-huh.And, uh, he and a friend, kinda, hewas driving the motorcycle when theywere way too intoxicated and theywrecked the motorcycle. And theydidn’t really hurt themselves like,banged up or something like that , itwas no big deal. They weren’t evengoing fast, they just didn’t have enoughmotor control at that point.Yeah.And I remember sitting him down andhaving the conversation of, “I don’twant to be married, I don’t want to bewatching kill yourself! You can’t drinkand ride your motorcycle.Whatever it is, you need to talk it out,”and he started crying, and it’s abouthis relationship with his mom andhis mom being over-controlling andhim never learning how to make goodchoices.Uh-huh.And so, he started going for therapy.
He wasn’t drinking near as much.Again, that had been a party so hedidn’t get overwhelmingly drinking toomuch for several more years after that.But, that kind of crept up on me andall of a sudden I’m aware that he’sdrinking too much, and then we wouldargue about him drinking too much.And so starting right around whenKyle was born in the 90s was when Irecognized that was drinking too muchand he wasn’t making good choicesand decisions. And we had conversationsconstantly about it.Sorry, say that again? The last part. Yousomething constantly?Yeah, we had conversations about it,how often that he was drinking, hewasn’t making decisions for the family.Mhm.