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My First New Years-1954/1955

I am only a few month's old in this shot, looking warily out of the punch bowl at my brother Garth. I already knew he was up to no good and meant to hurt me.


Another story my mother thought was "cute": she said that she watched Garth pulling the fingers back one by one on my hand when I was a baby, and that he made me cry. She said that he turned to my mother and said "She no like my face". Mom thought that was just the cutest thing, and so funny.


She never made any effort to protect me from his violence, and in fact never believed me, even after he was big enough to attack her and did.


Ah well, there is a reason I left home as a teenager and never went back.


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Uploaded on January 1, 2008