
and how he earned the nickname D.o.C.
Yeah, he is my brother, so naturally I am biased. But, there is story that everyone else should also know.
When he was a teen, he got into some trouble. Standard teenage stuff. Doing whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. I got a lot pf phone calls while I was in college from my mom requesting that I “have a conversation with him.”
It was slightly annoying, especially since talking to him was like talking to a rock.
“I know what it takes to make mom and dad happy. I just don’t care.”
Thats a direct quote from the 15 year old Colin.
But, there was another side.
One day, Colin didn’t come directly home from school. Mom and dad were angry. Colin had been warned to do so. He may have already been in trouble. He always was and instances are all blurred together.
They yelled at him and he didn’t respond. He took it. He went inside.
He was kinda stoic.
Which is what a Messick face looks like most of the time anyways, but you get the idea.
When I counseled him later about just doing what he was told, he explained to me where he was.
A friend of his, a girl he went to school with, had been hit by her boyfriend.
After school, Colin went to either her house or his house (I don’t remember that which).
He called the boy out.
The boy didn’t come down from the porch.
Colin was about a foot taller than everyone else he went to school with.
Colin let know, in some more colorful words, that what he had down was unacceptable. And, if it happened again…well, the boy would not have a choice as to whether or not he came down from the porch.
I called him Doc, or D.o.C., which stands for “Department of Corrections” in honor of that day.
I later told dad to go easy on him and told him what Colin had done. We didn’t understand why he hadn’t spoken up when he came home late and took his punishment.
Dad said, “It showed strong character.”
I would think you’d want to keep a man like that around,
Brother or not.
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This story I didn’t know. Thank you.
Much love.