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Friday, July 22, 2005
I'm still around
No i have not forgotten about this blog, nor do i think anyone is actually reading it, but i'm working on something now. i will post soon. and then i will continue my story.....
Sunday, March 06, 2005
Apology for being away
i apologize for being away so long. i doubt if anyone is reading this but there we go.
so i'm born now what..
for the next couple of years i suppose my life was mostly like everyone elses. we did not have a lot of money and we did not live on a farm so we could not grow food. times became hard for my parents.
my parents became desperate. you have 6 kids to feed, and remember this was before welfare. so they decided that robbing a bank would probably pay off. i guessing this because i never really asked my mother about it and she never really brought it up with me. i found out most of this information from newspaper articles and speaking with family members is the last 4 or 5 years.
so my parents hatched and carried out a bank robbery. my mom and dad loaded me.( who was about 2 at the time) into the car and went went to the next county north of where we lived. again i guessing this was in hope of no one recognizing my father or the fact that my uncle lived in the same county and i could be left with them when the heist occured. good babysitters have allways been hard to find, either way that is how it went down.
my father went to the bank, robbed it. he then picked up me and my mother and we went home...
my fathers luck was not very good or else he was just not a very good bank robber. he had not used a mask and one of the bank tellers recognized him and told the police and f.b.i. just who he was..
my aunt and uncle were questioned and i believe them when the said they did not know he was going to do it.
it did not take long for the coppers to show up at our house. my dad took the rap even though i later learned from my sister that mom was was the major architect of the plan.
my dad gave most of the money back. some of it had been spent buying food and paying bills.
we have a picture of my dad being lead away in handcuffs by police and fbi agents.
the look on his face really bothers me, if i think about it it haunts me.
he did very wrong, trying to do very right.
i would like to think that if my daughter were hungry i would find some other way but i must admit... if times were bad enough i would do what i had to do to take care of her..
so i'm born now what..
for the next couple of years i suppose my life was mostly like everyone elses. we did not have a lot of money and we did not live on a farm so we could not grow food. times became hard for my parents.
my parents became desperate. you have 6 kids to feed, and remember this was before welfare. so they decided that robbing a bank would probably pay off. i guessing this because i never really asked my mother about it and she never really brought it up with me. i found out most of this information from newspaper articles and speaking with family members is the last 4 or 5 years.
so my parents hatched and carried out a bank robbery. my mom and dad loaded me.( who was about 2 at the time) into the car and went went to the next county north of where we lived. again i guessing this was in hope of no one recognizing my father or the fact that my uncle lived in the same county and i could be left with them when the heist occured. good babysitters have allways been hard to find, either way that is how it went down.
my father went to the bank, robbed it. he then picked up me and my mother and we went home...
my fathers luck was not very good or else he was just not a very good bank robber. he had not used a mask and one of the bank tellers recognized him and told the police and f.b.i. just who he was..
my aunt and uncle were questioned and i believe them when the said they did not know he was going to do it.
it did not take long for the coppers to show up at our house. my dad took the rap even though i later learned from my sister that mom was was the major architect of the plan.
my dad gave most of the money back. some of it had been spent buying food and paying bills.
we have a picture of my dad being lead away in handcuffs by police and fbi agents.
the look on his face really bothers me, if i think about it it haunts me.
he did very wrong, trying to do very right.
i would like to think that if my daughter were hungry i would find some other way but i must admit... if times were bad enough i would do what i had to do to take care of her..
Sunday, January 02, 2005
we continue.
so we have a mother on speed, who wants to keep her baby.
Lets talk about the father. we allready know that he has problems keeping his pants zipped. we know that he is 27 years older than his wife/ actually his second wife, his first wife,with whom he has a daughter older than his current wife, is living in another city.
(and please note that everything i writing is the truth. none of this is fabricated and and most all of it can be verified).
This father had lead a very interesting life. when he was born there were 0 miles of paved road in NC. most homes did not have electricity, or inside bathrooms.
By this point in his life he had been in the navy just after WWI, a successful boxer holding some featherweight titles. he had moved to california where he worked and lived in hollywood as a stunt double for James Cagney.
he also ran and sold moonshine, and was a car salesman.
he had made and blown more money than anyone in his wife's family had ever seen. When he met his second wife, he had suits, not overalls. he owned his own car. and appeared on the fast track, well as fast as you got in 1945 when me married this 15 year old who had never traveled more than a hundred miles from home.
But since they had married things had not gone as anyone had thought. He was much better and spending than saving or investing. The story goes that he was in florida driving in a then quaint little town called miami and there were signs advertising land for $ 15.00 an acre, in what would now be downtown. he supposedly had over a hundred dollars in his pockets but he did not think land would be a good investiment... he worked at numerous odd jobs trying to support his growing family. but things were not going well.
We are back to a smoking, speed taking expecting mother who wants to keep her baby.
We dont know how it was decided but, the baby was allowed to come to term. The delivery, that cold december , was anything but routine. a surgeon was called in to try and save both the mother and child. I now understand that God's will kept both the mother and child alive. and just to make it interesting they had to break the baby's left arm during the delivery. I was told that there is nothing more moving than seeing a new born child with it's tiny arm in a cast..
Dont worry I dont remember it hurting ..
I would hope before now you would have gotten that I'm the child and the roudy old man and the innocent young girl were my parents.
Lets talk about the father. we allready know that he has problems keeping his pants zipped. we know that he is 27 years older than his wife/ actually his second wife, his first wife,with whom he has a daughter older than his current wife, is living in another city.
(and please note that everything i writing is the truth. none of this is fabricated and and most all of it can be verified).
This father had lead a very interesting life. when he was born there were 0 miles of paved road in NC. most homes did not have electricity, or inside bathrooms.
By this point in his life he had been in the navy just after WWI, a successful boxer holding some featherweight titles. he had moved to california where he worked and lived in hollywood as a stunt double for James Cagney.
he also ran and sold moonshine, and was a car salesman.
he had made and blown more money than anyone in his wife's family had ever seen. When he met his second wife, he had suits, not overalls. he owned his own car. and appeared on the fast track, well as fast as you got in 1945 when me married this 15 year old who had never traveled more than a hundred miles from home.
But since they had married things had not gone as anyone had thought. He was much better and spending than saving or investing. The story goes that he was in florida driving in a then quaint little town called miami and there were signs advertising land for $ 15.00 an acre, in what would now be downtown. he supposedly had over a hundred dollars in his pockets but he did not think land would be a good investiment... he worked at numerous odd jobs trying to support his growing family. but things were not going well.
We are back to a smoking, speed taking expecting mother who wants to keep her baby.
We dont know how it was decided but, the baby was allowed to come to term. The delivery, that cold december , was anything but routine. a surgeon was called in to try and save both the mother and child. I now understand that God's will kept both the mother and child alive. and just to make it interesting they had to break the baby's left arm during the delivery. I was told that there is nothing more moving than seeing a new born child with it's tiny arm in a cast..
Dont worry I dont remember it hurting ..
I would hope before now you would have gotten that I'm the child and the roudy old man and the innocent young girl were my parents.
Tuesday, December 07, 2004
The Start of The Story..
Almost fifty years ago there is a 55 year old man with a 28 year old wife. at this time they have 5 children who are living with them and 2, a little boy and a tiny girl that have have gone to be with GOD.
the man was told after the last child died that any more children would almost certainly kill his young wife . so she has her tubes cut and tied when they were repairing the damage done to her body after this child was born dead. and the story goes that a crusty old surgeon told the man to
"keep your pritches zipped before you kill this woman"
He didnt.
and approximately a year later she is expecting again. so what happened to her tubes being cut and tied. the same question was asked by these parents and if an answer was given, it was either not heard or not believed. they are told that the baby must be taken or both the mother and the child will likely die. for what ever the reason this does not happen
the doctors prescribes to this mother, what we now refer to as speed. this to help keep her weight gain down in an effort either to help her and the baby survive or to keep her looking good... i dont know the answer for sure
you must remember at this time doctors still smoked in their offices while they were examining patients, who were allowed to smoke in the office...
think what a few generations from now will think of us for letting kids watch violence all the time, and putting more faith in the remote control than in God ..
so we have a 28 year old mother with 5 children, on speed, who is not supposed to be pregant, but is. and doctors who smoke..
(time for a break. the story will continue.............
the man was told after the last child died that any more children would almost certainly kill his young wife . so she has her tubes cut and tied when they were repairing the damage done to her body after this child was born dead. and the story goes that a crusty old surgeon told the man to
"keep your pritches zipped before you kill this woman"
He didnt.
and approximately a year later she is expecting again. so what happened to her tubes being cut and tied. the same question was asked by these parents and if an answer was given, it was either not heard or not believed. they are told that the baby must be taken or both the mother and the child will likely die. for what ever the reason this does not happen
the doctors prescribes to this mother, what we now refer to as speed. this to help keep her weight gain down in an effort either to help her and the baby survive or to keep her looking good... i dont know the answer for sure
you must remember at this time doctors still smoked in their offices while they were examining patients, who were allowed to smoke in the office...
think what a few generations from now will think of us for letting kids watch violence all the time, and putting more faith in the remote control than in God ..
so we have a 28 year old mother with 5 children, on speed, who is not supposed to be pregant, but is. and doctors who smoke..
(time for a break. the story will continue.............
Friday, December 03, 2004
A Merry Heart Doeth Good as A Medicine.. / Proverbs 17:22..
As a Man it is Very Hard to ? ops i should say it is hard for me.. To Find
A Balance Between being Merry and Acting like an Idiot.
This Is Not The Beginning Of The Story But i Fell That It needed To Be Said This Morning. /
As I get The Hang of This More Will Come And Hopefully In A Manner that Both Expresses and
Edifies.
As a Man it is Very Hard to ? ops i should say it is hard for me.. To Find
A Balance Between being Merry and Acting like an Idiot.
This Is Not The Beginning Of The Story But i Fell That It needed To Be Said This Morning. /
As I get The Hang of This More Will Come And Hopefully In A Manner that Both Expresses and
Edifies.
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