My uncle, Ino Enriquez was an energetic, outgoing, and friendly person who loved to hangout with his friends and play basketball all the time. The older he got the more freedom my grandparents gave him. For his eighteen birthday present my mom brought him a car because she felt that he was capable of handling a big responsibility and be mature about getting a car. He later than started to become distant and barely visited my mom and I, like he usually did. One day in the middle of the night my mom got a call from the cops that they found my uncle's body in his car and informed her that he got in a car accident off of Cline Avenue in Highland, Indiana. He was at the strip club called De Ja Vu and someone at the club was giving him alcohol when he was only nineteen years old. Whoever gave him alcohol probably didn't check if he was over twenty one or he probably didn't care if he was not of age to drink. My uncle was driving under the influence and didn't notice there was a sharp turn near Cline Avenue and he crashed into a tree and died instantly. My uncle died and his friend survived because he had a seat belt on. Our family didn't want to press charges on the club because we wanted to forget the tragic situation and move on from it. This experience made me realize that drinking doesn't make me a better person or make me popular. Alcohol can ruin or even worst end your life. I never drank alcohol in my life and never plan to for awhile. I was offered numerous times to drink, but denied it because all I could think of is what happened to my uncle.
" First you take the drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you." Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald
The image above is my uncle Inosencio, who passed away as a little kid with no care in the world. At the left of the picture is my uncle's tombstone.