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The Kid (Part 2) - First Memories 1&2 *two parts...wouldnt fit in one blog here*

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Now, to the outside world this kid seemed like a perfectly normal happy young man.But what the kid didnt let society know was that he had problems, serious problems. You see, he had been born into a uneducated,poor white trash,very violent family of alcoholics.In fact, pretty much his whole town was like that.After all, he was born in the "Moonshine Capital Of The World".And his immediate nieghborhood was nicknamed "Dodge City".With good reason!Every weekend you wouldnt be able to count the cases of domestic abuse.Every weekend a few people got the crap beat out of them, a few were cut or stabbed, and a few more were shot.In fact, out of the kid's first four memories of life, one was good, two were rough and one was horrible.I hope you notice that the good memory was mentioned first because no matter what life throws at him "The Kid" still has a positive out look on life!

1st memory of life(about 3 years old)-Standing huddled and shaking with fear between his mama's legs as she was sitting in a chair in the living room.This was in one of those little older trailers where the living room and kitchen were one room.His dad had gotten mad about something and slung the whole dish strainer full of dishes across the kitchen into the living room.With the dishes shattering on the walls and floor all around the mother and her child, the young man watched as if in slow motion a brown earthenware coffee cup hit the floor in front of him.A chip flew from the rim of the cup and it rolled under the chair the mother and son were sitting in.A pall of silence then decended over the trailer.Now, being a small child, naturally the young man wanted the yelling, screaming and dishes flying to stop.So, trying to calm things down a bit, the young man says "Mom, I'm thristy". To which the mother replied " I dont know what to tell you son, your fffin father just broke every dish in the house.But the young man says no here's a cup and reaches under the chair and pulls out the cup with the rim chipped, which was the only servicable dish left in the house.It's funny how selective memory can be because the young man doesnt remember how or when the fight started.He also doesnt remember how it finally ended.But it seems the mention of being thristy and getting the cup may have been the end of it.

2nd memory of life(that same year? x-mas)- Being woke up at 3 or 4 am on X-mas day by drunken parents.Who for a change were in a good mood and pleasant. The mom and dad had set up all the kid's x-mas presents in a little scene like the kid played with them.Armymen set up in battles, G.I. Joes on adventures and stuff of that nature.There was a box of brand new "crash em up derby cars" also(does anyone remember those?).Anyway, the dad sat in the floor and played with the kid and all his toys.They had a ball with the derby cars.This would be about the only memory of a good time with his dad the kid ever had to this day.

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