I was driving Kubota back from a doctor's appointment today.
Out-of-the-blue he told me his friend "Dee" got shot.
I asked "Is he OK?"
I was informed that Dee was dead.
Kubota shared details with very little tickling.
Dee and a buddy were in downtown Lansing, sometime after midnight.
A couple of women were arguing.
Dee and his friend attempted to separate the women.
Men affiliated with one of the women objected to Dee and friend butting-in.
One of the men "brandished".
Dee was packing.
The brandisher popped a shot off at Dee.
Dee returned fire and nicked the brandisher.
One of the brandisher's friends shot Dee nine times.
End of Dee's life on this valley of tears.
I could not tell how shook up Kubota was. He said Dee was a righteous dude. Dee has/had a daughter.
Nothing good happens after midnight "downtown".