Special

At the state hospital you had to get used to men who got into fights and men who had killed people.

This made it very difficult to return to society.

i was in such a fragile condition.

I got used to it there in a while in a bad way, it corrupted me, I used to say I got the sound of a polka in my voice and that pretty much sums it up. My husband doesnt know about it, because i never told him.

But there was one man there whom i want to mention who was special, i pray he knows who he is as I will not use his name.

He may have been one of the men I tagged along who didnt really want me to. He had the most compelling way of speaking about an issue or problem and knew how to put me in my place.

The problem for me is that it goes from him to me to my hudband, and Alex never knew it. Neither did I realize it until just a few moments ago.

So sorry.

I sit in this room and make mudpies.

The one wanted to go gambling in Easton.

The other is my husband and the love of my life.