Today was nice. Chelsea, Andrew and baby stayed over last night. So C, baby, Sam and I went out.
Later tonight my mom called me. Allen was institutionalized. He hadn't slept since New Years. He started talking to a man at a Burger King that said he was a Prophet. A believed the man and what he was preaching and ended up joining a cult. He stayed at the cult for over 24 hours watching these creepy movies. He was then found in an art museum , wandering around talking to himself. Some cops found him and had to "remove him."
Mrs. Tracy ended flying down to Georgia to get him and drive him back. It'll be another day until they get home. This is nuts.
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