• My earliest memories are of my father. They are vague and lacking in detail. My most detailed memory is from when I was about four. I was standing on my aunt Grace's porch as I watched my father drive away with my older sister. I remember just standing there for what seemed like hours wondering why they left me there. That was the last time I saw either of them... So, my clearest memory of my father is him abandoning me 9 years ago. Wow, what a great dad I have... I don't care if I ever hear from them again. From what I remember, we weren't exactly a happy family...

    To Be Continued...