Coming of age in a party town like New Orleans, there have been countless nights where I have been hanging out with buddies and drinking has been involved. Whether we drove to the party or club together, we always made sure everyone made it home safely. We never left a friend alone at the end of the night – sober or otherwise.
Our friend code wouldn’t allow it. The rules required calls or text messages letting the group know you were in. The phone call or text didn’t have to be lengthy; a simple “home” sufficed; and if that call didn’t come in a timely matter, we didn’t hesitate to reach out – again and again — until we heard back. We took care of one another using the age-old buddy system. And never, ever, under any circumstance did we allow anyone to leave – sober or otherwise – with a stranger.
So, to me, the most troubling aspect of the Terrilynn Monnette disappearance narrative is the report that her acquaintances left — left her alone to sleep in her car in a dark parking lot in the wee hours of the morning behind a bar.