Then this one guy stopped and parked his car just across the road.

Just the place where a guy like myself would stop if he had retired.

Which I tried to do but you guys stopped me at the front door.

But our guys stopped feeling sorry for themselves and really stepped up.

I was going to jump in the water but some guy grabbed me and said, stop.

All the guys stop by that gas station of his, an' he can get the word out.

What would it take to get these guys to stop writing, just walk away.

One guy stopped for a few minutes and then left.

"Of course, when you guys won't stop talking about it."

Against me, since I don't talk back, guys usually stop talking anyway.