There was a mean, mean guy in my high school who endlessly bullied my sister and I (and many others). If I had thrown a punch at him, he would of beat me within

There was a mean, mean guy in my high school who endlessly bullied my sister and I (and many others). If I had thrown a punch at him, he would of beat me within an inch of my life. Years later I found out from a childhood friend that he was beaten regularly by his drunk of a father. He ended up himself in prison for repeat drunk driving/vehicular manslaughter Early on, I definitely felt a sense of schadenfreude at this news (him being in prison). As the years went on though, and having reaped the benefits of my circumstance for an good education, career, wife and a family, I can't help but reflect somewhat on his life and his circumstance. Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.