I was the 4th of 6 kids in the family. Mom wanted a girl so bad that
she kept trying yo have one. She is 8 years younger than me. My
oldest brother is 6 years older.
I seemed to always take the blame for the older brothers mistakes as
they were always telling our parents I did it whatever it was. The
boys in the house seemed to live away from the parents while the girl
lived in the same house. That is they seemed to rent places with a
seperate house for us guys. I hated this but put up with it. I was
also the look out guy watching for parents or others wqhile my
brothers were up to no good. I moved away from home several times
while growing up to other relatives homes. My little brother died in
a house fire that I don't think my parents ever got over. Both my
parents were dead by the time I turned 26.
Dad told me once that he wasn't any of us kids real dad, but I know
at least one of them were. My real father died before I knew he was
my dad.
My dad who raised me was very protective of us all. He taught me
many things.
Life was hard a lot of times with 2 alcoholic parents and lots of
fightening and arguing.
My brothers have done some very bad stuff when we were young and I
found out about it recently. I was on lookout for them while it was
going on. I feel I should have done something about it but was
scared by the threats they made to me. I don't think my life would
have been any different if I was born first or last. I'm just glad to
be me and not one of the others who may have to live with what they
have done.