Mama's new job was at an electrical company, working as a secretary. I''m sure she was turning a lot of heads the first day she arrived. She had that way about her everywhere she went. She was friendly and charming and her good looks all put together, was dangerous. She loved her job and all … Continue reading Crossing the line.
I can't ever remember daddy ever hurting anyone but me. As bad as that seems , it was nothing compared to the way seeing this made me feel. I never felt like I deserved whatever I was given, but I knew for a fact that my sister didn't deserve anything but the best. She … Continue reading Daddy Dearest..
I was so happy when mama quit working at the hospital. We even moved into a new house ! There were lots of new friends to make , big hills to sled on in the winter and skateboard on in the summer. Creeks running through the yard with crawdads and the biggest goldfish I'd ever … Continue reading Guess who’s coming to dinner !
A Knife I can't imagine intentionally hurting a child. Most people can't, but it seemed to be my daddy's favorite thing to do. I don't know why he chose me , if he hated me, didn't want me... I guess I'll never know. I suppose he hurt me to hurt mama... and I just now figured … Continue reading A knife, A Skillet, A Bee
I got real interested in learning more about God. After all, he had spoken to me and gave me a job to do. I had a set of those blue books called Bible Story's . I would look at them for hours and read the stories over and over. My grandmother " Mamaw" gave … Continue reading expectations
My first experience was one that has left me wondering for 50 years if it was real and if so, what did it mean. I finally figured out one thing... yes, it was real. As to the meaning, I'm still waiting for that. Maybe you can help me out on that. I was 9 years … Continue reading In the beginning
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