The teens teased the old man and got him to come close to them. They squirted him with gasoline and set him on fire. From his waist down he was a charred horrible mess. Neighbors put the fire out and called the police as well as an ambulance.

I got all the burn victims because I did not mind being in one room all day with gown, mask, and gloves on.
He was burned to a crisp from the waist down and was never in pain. From the waist down, his body was rock hard to the touch. He had what you called 4th degree burns where all tissue is destroyed. He had a few blisters on his hands and arms that I had to keep moist with creams etc. He was such a dear of a person. He said he had no ill feelings toward the teens, he felt nothing but pity for them. So young to be so bored he would say. He talked of his childhood, which was a poor one at that but still filled with loving memories. He was always a very alert and oriented patient. To him there was no evil in anyone. He was a very special person in my life. He talked of how a poor family could be the richest family in the world. His memories were of having to work hard each day, little money, a home once in a while. He stayed in the unit two days before being transferred by air to the burn unit in Little Rock.

One of the ER nurses got to fly with him. He died on the way. There was no way for him to absorb the needed nutrients from the iv's or any way to shed the extra fluids. He could not void or any of the bodily functions due the destruction of his lower body. He was death waiting to happen when the teens turned a bored night into a nightmare for a very sweet and poor man.

I do not remember the punishment given to the teens. I just wished that they got to know him, the person he opened up to me. He would not have lived out the week with or without treatment. He taught this ole gal that forgiving is a lot easier than forgetting. I know he will always be special to me.

I hope that this story was ok to tell. You said that you wanted the stories good or bad.