{"id":2288,"date":"2013-01-06T22:49:12","date_gmt":"2013-01-07T03:49:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/?p=2288"},"modified":"2013-01-09T11:39:30","modified_gmt":"2013-01-09T16:39:30","slug":"rip-crime-bustin-rustin-dustin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/2013\/01\/06\/rip-crime-bustin-rustin-dustin\/","title":{"rendered":"R.I.P. Crime Bustin’ Rustin’ Dusten"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is from My Facebook Because I can’t bear to type it again.<\/em><\/strong>
\nI have just been informed of the passing Dusten McKee<\/strong><\/em>. You have heard the old saying “He was Like a Son to me”<\/em>\u00c2\u00a0? \u00c2\u00a0Well, it was very true with Dusten<\/strong><\/em>. He went to school with\u00c2\u00a0Jek,<\/strong><\/em>\u00c2\u00a0and, when they would “Ditch”<\/em> school I was Dusten’s Father<\/strong> on the phone. I have many happy memories of him in those years. We played music together (He Played Bass). We made these tapes back then pretending to be a radio station.(You remember me talking about the “DOGG TAPES”<\/strong> For their English Lit Book report<\/em> we made a film of Beowulf<\/strong> <\/em>(this was long before the blockbuster) I played Grendel’s Mother<\/em>. (think Monty Python<\/strong>) and Dusten<\/strong><\/em> plays Beowulf.<\/strong> The “outtakes”<\/em> are better than the Film. In the scene where he kills me, I am doing this old overacting dying and he screams “DIE ALL READY!.<\/strong><\/em> In another school film for science class,\u00c2\u00a0Jek<\/strong><\/em> Plays Johnny Seltzer:<\/strong> Private Neutralizer.<\/em> His Side Kick is Dusten<\/strong><\/em> as “Crime Bustin’ Rustin’ Dusten”<\/strong><\/em>. For their Senior Prom<\/em> I chauffeured Jek<\/strong><\/em> and Dusten<\/strong><\/em> and their dates around all night dressed as Jake Blues -\u00c2\u00a0<\/strong><\/em>\u00c2\u00a0in our Bluesmobile<\/strong>. After Dusten<\/strong><\/em>\u00c2\u00a0graduated, he joined the Army<\/strong><\/em> and I kinda lost track of him then. \u00c2\u00a0After he got out, he came up with the idea to start a Paintball field<\/em> on the land that MRambler<\/strong><\/em> owned. They all started Dodge City Paintball<\/strong><\/em>. About 5 or 6 years ago I heard that Dusten<\/strong><\/em> had become a Cop<\/strong> In Nicoma Park<\/strong>. I went along with him on a “ride along”<\/em> one night. He told me that he was trying to get on in Del City<\/strong><\/em>. He became a Officer<\/em> in Del City, OK<\/strong> soon after that. The last time that I saw him was at the funeral of Robo’s<\/strong><\/em> Wife Deb<\/strong><\/em>. He looked good and happy<\/em>. said he was having a great time on the force. I told him to always be careful: I know that cops put it on the line every day, and I didn’t want to read his Line of duty Obit<\/em>. My heart is sad right now, and I still can’t wrap my mind around what has happened. I was told that he took his own life on New Years Day<\/strong><\/em>. This is so heartbreaking for me. A sad and tearful farewell to the kid I called my “Son”<\/strong><\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This is from My Facebook Because I can’t bear to type it again. I have just been informed of the passing Dusten McKee. You have heard the old saying “He was Like a Son to me”\u00c2\u00a0? \u00c2\u00a0Well, it was very true with Dusten. He went to school with\u00c2\u00a0Jek,\u00c2\u00a0and, when they would “Ditch” school I was […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2288"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/7"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2288"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2288\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2296,"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2288\/revisions\/2296"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2288"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2288"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.mrambler.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2288"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}