Mickey, The Date From Hell

This is a true story that happened to me and the reason I say that is because I still find it hard to think that it could happen to anyone, or myself. My fiance, Gary Brown, had died on October 18, 1980, two months before we were to get married.  He had gone out on a weekend night and got drunk.  He walked back to the barracks and passed out on the railroad tracks.  A train hit him.  He was to me that kind of love that you can never find again. He passed out on the train tracks in Boluxi, Mississippi and was hit by a train. I was devastated by the loss, but, I had to get on with my life. I quit the job I was working at and found a bartending job in a nearby town. My fiance’s mother told be I should go on with my life and try to date. That isn’t what I wanted to hear. While tending bar, I met someone, his name, David Mercier from Taftville, CT.  We went out one night to Chelsea Landing in Norwich and he got us drinks. I remember taking a sip of the drink and suddenly, I had the worst feeling, an undescribable feeling. I had just lost control of my life. I told him, “I need for us to go outside.”. We did and he smiled and I said, “I do not feel good.” I knew that my life was in danger and that he was in control of it. He drove me to his place. Driving my car, he drove me all over, we even went to New York City and stayed at a motel. This three weeks of horror, I do not remember everything that happened. I do remember bits and pieces. While staying in New York, I remember leaving the motel room alone and walked the streets of New York City. How I found my way back, I do not know. I was hungry, I hadn’t eaten. When we stopped at a store, I was going to take an apple, but, the store clerk said to me, “You can’t just take that, put it back!” I couldn’t even utter the words, “Please help.” My “date” was finally driving me back home. When I got near home, I stepped out of the car and started to stream. An ambulance arrived. I was brought to the hospital. After two weeks of being in the hospital, upon discharge from the hospital, the nurse asked me, “Did you take any drugs?”. I said, “No.”. She said, “Well, we found a huge amount of barbiturates in your system.” The nurse than told me “The barbituates had a reverse reaction to my system, the barbituates speeded up everything instead of slowing down everything.” This happened to me many years ago, in July of 1981. It sometimes does not seem like it really happened. I guess you could say I am lucky to be alive. Yes, after an experience like that, I do thank God that I survived it. Maybe it was a miracle that I lived through it. I would never wish anyone to have the experience I did and I pray you never do.


About Maria Jolicoeur

Hello, my name is Maria Jolicoeur, I live in Norwich, Connecticut, I am a member of the Daughters of the American Revolution of 1776, Nationally, located in Washington, D.C., a State of Connecticut DAR member and locally a Faith Trumbull Chapter member, which I am the chairperson for American Heritage, Conservation, and I am the publicist. The Faith Trumbull Chapter received an award for Conservation for merit and minutes recited each at each monthly meeting. My ancestor, Basil Prather, born in Maryland, served in the militia in North Carolina in the Revolutionary War of 1776, he was married to Cloe Robinson and they had many children, their son,William, I am a direct descendant. The DAR is a woman's organization with it's members having proof of an ancestor who served in the Revolutionary of War of 1776, we promote education, patriotism, and historic preservation. I have a show, entitled, 'Let's Talk About History', through my involvement as Faith Trumbull DAR publicist, which airs every other Friday at 8:00 p.m., on channel 14(Comcast). I enjoy collection antiques and I have a few antique dolls in my doll collection. I enjoy viewing architecture. I sang in choir at church, locally, and a few arias I sang solo were; Motzart's Mass in C minor Motzart's and Handel's MESSIAH, along with Christmas carols.
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