In my hometown, we had a town drunk named ‘T’, he was in his sixties when this happened. T was slightly mentally handicapped and always walked home from the bar. One night, a group of teenagers, grabbed him and beat him with a crowbar. Miraculously, T lived.

Once the names got out of who did the crime, (they all got out of because they were 16 with probation), a group of guys (most of em over 6 foot and big), found the boys one by one and beat the living tar out of them. Then, many of us in town donated and paid all T’s medical bills off and the money raised paid for him to live in a nice apartment for the rest of his life.