Jonathan reflected back at a time when his uncle threatened to kill him over who would eat the last egg in the refrigerator, when suddenly they were both startled by the dog yelping in the front of the house; when his uncle went to see what the problem was, he quickly placed the 22 cal. pistol back in his pants and cooked the egg. Quickly he consumed his breakfast and walked to the front of house and standing on the porch, he noted a trail of blood leading across the street and there he found his uncle beating the mailman who laid unconscious in a pool of his own blood. Sirens filled the morning air as several police cars arrived beating his uncle and taking him away. The war in Vietnam and smoking that marijuana had driven him crazy.