I raise you two presidents and a founding father…

[WCGreen]

When we moved from Marlow over to Beach Parkway, my life, as I knew it, was over. Sure, my folks fought and my parents both drank, but so did almost everyone else on the street.

At least I was led to believe that.

My mom had suffered a miscarriage that summer and I think she was relieved, because having three children to raise on her own was already almost too much for her to handle. She knew she had made a terrible mistake marrying my dad. She also had to suffer the chill from her mother that stretched all the way from a little town called Clymer, PA on other side of Pittsburgh clear to Cleveland, OH.

She was determined to make it on her own. Even I could see that as a seven year old.

The latest post in my Lung Transplant Years blog...

https://mylungtransplantyears.wordpress.com/about

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. Highly recommended...

How you managed to emerge as whole and healthy (mentally and psychologically) as you did is beyond me.

Yours is a very gripping story.

[WCGreen]

2. I don't know about being healthy...

Mixed up and slightly deranged...

[CaliforniaPeggy]

3. Ha!

;-)