Yea, that’s a title that doesn’t quite do the incident at 8 years old justice and nor does it do the memory of my brother justice… He took his own life by refusing cancer treatment… This story and the lies that came with it, cost a life…

I wish I could tell you all about my brother… I only have one memory and it’s in the next story…

I always felt the stories my mother Freda told about her first born, where so off base and ridiculous… but for the life of me, I couldn’t remember why… I do now…

The moment in time is the Bay of Pigs, dad, Don is off TDY for that particular stupid mission, not unlike the Strait of Hormutz!!!

Me, I am in 4th grade and from what I gleaned from my school records, I was a fair student, but already exhibiting signs of abuse… a little back story…

You know that percosious syndrome I mentioned, yep, there in lies the lie that destroyed a mans whole life and left the boob owner, well, she has her own issues and owning this wasn’t on her bucket list… She was 5…

I was 8 and when the stupid that kids do happen, the beating I got and subsequent strangling… Would leave me dead and waking up to my mother trying to beat me back to reality… (damn, missed my chance)!!!

I failed the 4th grade after my sister tried to kill me and I can’t tell you about my brother…

I did approach my sister to own what was, a childish prank that kids had no clue what we were doing… but no…

She a 5 year old, not self aware, no critical thinking and she was embarassed???

Yea right… Grooming 101, tell a lie and keep repeating said lie, until you believe it.. only one problem…

I WAS THERE!!!!!!!

The next story will also be what science calls near death, but my brain says, you was dead and nothing was and nothing would have been… but that’s the next story…

I remember…

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