Barney did not have to die.
He complained of chest pain for about 3 hours. It was around 8:00pm Sunday night and Barney was holding his chest. Dale insisted it was a strained muscle but I knew something was wrong.
Barney didn't want to go for a drive which is something he loved to do every evening. He was in foul mood, he wanted to sleep for a lttle bit. All these were signs that something was wrong and I should have called 911.
I can't trust Dale, when Helen died in 2007, she was dead for hours before Dale let me call 911.
If I wasn't such a idiot Barney would still be alive.
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