Well They Call Me
I don't know why because I am gona make it to one day past Methuselah I was born in a small town in Ohio ( Painsville) i 1947.

About six months after i was born i kept begging my parents to move from here because it was to cold for me. The only time that my parents ever accepted any of my sugestions. Well they decided to move to Arizona when they left that spring they drove untill the car broke down in a town in Oklahoma up by Tulsa. Well we moved from town to town till we landed in Midwest City were i was raised.
Some were between my fourth and fifth birthday I started to obtain bits of memory in my hard drive.

Dad & Mom did not know any thing about programing compooters at the time but they did the best they could with the experince they had.
Well they forgot to program this peice of information. the information they should have programed was just before i stuck a metal knife into the wall socket behind the couch. See i didn't know not to so i did
It was a big thunder storm that day when i was playing on the floore in front of the couch i had a knife in my hands when a big clap of thunder hit out side it was loud and it scared me to the point that i forgot throw the knife and run. I ran with the knife in hand behind the couch and continued to play i found this hole in the wall it was grey this bug went into the hole. I wanted the bug so i started trying to get it out. well the bug must not of wanted to come my way so the bug started making a lots sparks on my knife that made me run faster from behind the couch because when i went in i was on two limbs when i came out i was on four limbs it was much faster that way. That one bit of information that was programed automaticaly.
the info was (OPPS i shouldn't have done that)
Well anyway i don't know if the sparks short cicerted my compooter or not but it made information a little harder to program.
When i was 7 years old Dad & mom got a divorce and dad left.
I had two brothers and a sister. My sister was born with paulsy she wasn't supposed to be able to walk or talk at all. We (the boys and I) had a job around the clock to do that being we had to take turns at moveing and masageing my sister that was rough because it took a lot of our time from play. Mom started to tell us bad things about dad. that he did not love us and things such as that. that is what we were taught all the rest of our growing up year's.
As i got older i started to get more uncrontrolable.
mom would tell me to eat the food she cooked that it was good for us. But it didnt tast good and i didn't like it so every time i would catch her with her back to me i would toss it out the door we didn't have screen door so in the summer when it was warm out the door it went. They also told me to get an education that it would be good for me. i didn't like that idea either so i skiped as much school as i could and went fishing. I did that till i quite school in the 11th grade and joined the navy.
In the 11th grade i ran the mile run in track i was good
the best on the team took first every time i ran. I turned 4 scollarships down to join the navy.The navy said i could run track there
They didn't lie they sent me to VIET NAM.
Well i didnt know any thing about the outside or that people would lie to me. When i didn't get to run track on the Navy team that hurt me because it was then i found that the most trusted people should have been in our SERVICE positions and they wern't.
Boy did i get a bad attidute then and realy went rebelous to the point where i got sent home for less than honerabl conditions.
(Couldent adapt to military life) Ive sense got that straighten out.
At the same time i got that I was getting out of the Navy my Dad wrote me a letter telling me he was liveing in Arizona . That I was fixen to come into the real world now and that if i needed some help to call on him.
well i was hurt by him leaving home when i was 7 at the time i needed a father to program me in the right ways to go that i returned his letter with these words on the letter
GOT ALONG WITHOUT YOU WHEN I NEEDED YOU. AND I CAN GET ALONG WITHOUT YOU NOW THAT I CAN DO IT MYSELF.
Never tried to get in touch with him after that.
I got out of the Navy in 1967 and roamed about the states for 2 years till my best freind in the navy was due to get out so i went to Mississippi to visit him. and there i stayed for 20 years.
two years after i got there i meet my what would soon be my wife. Boy did my world go into a spin then.
I found what i thought would be the best mother of my children. Just out of no where she came. Well we got married when i wasn't ready to settel down or for that even know what it ment. Boy did that cause problems especialy with her mom. well her mom didnt like me or the things i stood for.(getting drunk, parting, Traveling) neither did my wife.
I've always been a selfish person because of not being programed not to be.
Wife's Dad passed when she was 16 i never got to meet him . although i would like to have the chance to. From what i under stand it would have been hard on me at first and i proberly would'nt have got the oppertuinty to marry his daughter. as hard headed as i am i would have waited or ran away with her and got married. he would have busted our butts but he would have eventualy come to likeing me and we would have gotten along and i would have learned a few things from him were as i had to learn the hard way
Like i did when i was younger trying to get the bug out of the socket when it sparked. Boy have there been a lot of sparks since.

To get away from my responsability at home i chose to drive a truck that worked but it did'nt solve any thing at home. because when i got back matters were worse at home.
it got to the point were i felt like i was not welcome at home. so id go to the neighbor hood bar and drink with strangers because at least i felt at home there.Boy did that add fuel to the already hot fire.( in fact it made matters worse.) well i did not know it but i was just giveing them something to say that was true about me. i would get so drunk and obnockshus that i could'nt even chase the wild ones (I mean i could but they wouldnt let me catch them.) actualy as i look back that was best for me.
i stayed gone so much on the truck that on day i desided to look my dad up in arizona i found him in 1972.Much to his suprise when he opened the door.
after that on my way to California evey other week from Mississippi i would stop off and visit for a coupel of hours. My dad and i talked a lot.
Well ive always been told that there was two sides to every story.I gave my dad a chance to tell his side and it was quite different from moms. i always new that each person would tell the story in his faver and for two years i listen to dads story with a different view than moms. i did'nt know which side to belive because had both sides. i would ask mom she denied and said dad was lying and dad never said any thing bad about mom except that one day i would learn for myself what the truth realy was.well dad died in 1976. I was working the night shift at the factory on one of the occasions i was going to try to quite trucking when i came home at 2:00 AM there was a note on my door for me to call the sherrifs dept. I did and they told me to call my mom in oklahoma. I did she told me that dad had passed and that if i wasnt in AZ. within 72 hours that they would cremate him. she ask me if i went could she go with me out of respect for my mom i let her go. My dad came from a rich cathlic family who disowned my dad when he and mom got married because she was baptist. My mother sued my dad for divorce 22 years prior to this when i was seven because she said dad was a bad dad.
All my mom wanted was she thought she was intitled to any of his assets. well i did not let her have any of them. i told her she should have thought about that 22 years before.
dad didnt have any thing but he did leave a note to mom explaing his story to her and the reason why when he tryed to come to visit us kids how she would have him throud in jail. after the fourth time he figured that it was no use to try so he moved to AZ. for health reasons he did disclose some information also that i confronted her about because she would not tell me so i got her drunk and made her so upset that she told me that it was true. it was so bad that i promised her that i wouldnt tell my brothers. because after all it would not changed the way we lived and thought about our family that it didnt matter any way. We had an open casket burel for my dad because the freinds of dad wanted to pay last respects that when i stooped over the casket to kiss him I stuffed the note in his casket.never to be seen by my brothers. I will never tell them because some things are best left unsaid besides they wouldnt belive me because they wouldnt go to dads furnel because of what mom tought us about him.that is the way it stands today.
I got all dad belonings which wasnt much.
the one thing that was there was a breif case full of checks. mom said dad did not ever pay child support two years after his death I was going though the case just to see what kind of life style he had over the years.
looking through his checks from 1952 till his death was checks that he had never threw away in order even the ones he had to voied because he made a mistake.by the month they were all there even the ones he wrote each month for child support to four children wrote to my mom signed and cashed by her.
I tryed to show the boys and did but they wouldnt beleive even the cancled checks signed by there mother.
thats why some things are best left unsaid.
but ill not tell the rest of the story about the note because i promesed mom that i wouldnt.
( BY THE WAY MY DAD IS STILL PAYING CHILD SUPPORT ON MY SISTER BECAUSE DHE WAS BORN WITH THE PAULSY AND LIVEING IN AN INSTUTION BECAUSE OF THE DISABILTY ) I go by to visit her all the time .

Well there is more of this story if you want to come back to read one day just
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