To tell this story, I need to start at the beginning...duh. Back in 1967 Mom was a homemaker and Dad worked at General Motors (Fisher Body Division). Dad made a decent wage for the time, but he was an alcoholic. He and Mom attended many Alcoholic Anonymous meetings and in a way they helped. But … Continue reading The Children’s Home – Long Story
Letting Us Go - A poem I wrote about Mom and her decision to send us to a children's home for 3 years...I never showed her this. I wished now I had. I was so proud of her for her decision and thank her EVERY DAY for her undying care and love of ALL of … Continue reading Letting Us Go
This was a letter from Dad to us 3 boys when we lived at the Children's Home in Pocahontas, AR.The boy that Dad referred to as Randy Ash was my best friend when I lived in Michigan, and was killed by a drunk driver. The letter is dated February 3, 1970. Hello David, Sure glad … Continue reading Letter from Dad About A Visit
