My mother chased my father round the dining room table with a knife after they got married. She told me so. So its not hard to guess wht he never disciplined het. But come on. Bestiality is nit pretty. My father has written a book for friends and family. I caught sight of the picture … Continue reading Conflict
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Wow
Big things are in the pipeline. This morning I made up with the patient B. whom i mentioned in another post: he had a bad fall over the weekend so it was timely. I had forgiven him and repented if a bad attitude towards his clumsiness borne out if resentment. Thank God. On the way … Continue reading Wow
Sister
Now my sister is what's up on the smoking porch. Through chance associations we fell upon her husband who grew up on a bus in South central Florida with 9 other kids. I cant say any more without clearly revealing his identity. You really did it this time sister. I'm not really sure how that … Continue reading Sister
Oh Miss S.
What a time it's been. I haven't thought if you much since then. In the end, as fall semester in James House wore on, I was moving into acute paranoid stress psychosis. Your worst nightmares were true. I thought of harming you. I won't say it all even here because it would probably get me … Continue reading Oh Miss S.
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