June 1999 My father was an abusive alcoholic, who was out of town 4-5 nights a week. He used to just beat the tar out of me, so much so that my mom would have to "pull him off" of me. I was second in the birth order with 4 sisters and my brother came along when I was 13. He (my dad) used to take me to his girl friend’s (secretary's) house and I would have to wait out in the car. I can still see her standing on the steps with that blond hair … Read More
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