H O W Part 1
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~ Me, 4 foster families adopted at 8,
a want to be perfectionist, creative athlete angry
torn apart, bewildered and alone, missed the
full college ride, the Olympics. ~
A.D.D., could not concentrate in school.
Drunken father, "they called Him "Frosty""
dedicated athlete, self centered-immature,
just like me lost his family, saw him when
last... he was 9 and a half years sober. ~
My life, I found out some years later, paralleled
his. Him a gymnast, me a diver, we even stayed
in the same room, bed, at the three quarter house.
Mom, God-bless-her-soul, supposed heroin addict,
died in a garage of asphyxiation, and my heart,
still-burns, hurts for-her... since she passed
I still wander how what way... and why.
Brother son of William, schizophrenic
never adopted, RAGE-AHOLIC, hated His
father for what he did to his family and
mother, and was acrimonious to the
end, was dying last I heard. Could
not or would not forgive him. I
pray though that if and before
he passed, that he did.
2nd youngest Sister, adopted, has
since past at the age of 6 and one
half, rare form of emphysema.
Her death hurts me most.
Youngest Sister adopted a
beautiful likeness, almost an
exact image of her Sister, Bi-
polar, sits in front of a window
in a rocking chair. Refuses to
take her Meds.
Claims herself the worst mother,
still keeps having kids, and though he
claims it Biblical I'm sure, and though
I never met him, I question the motives
of her husband. Though probably I am wrong.
I could go on... but I believe you have the idea.
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