Saturday, May 20, 2006

Family over

Last night Jack, my youngest brother stopped by to say, "hi", and finally meet Zelda.

Some where in a past life he got some bad karma.

He got a hard start in life.

He and his brother were given up by their birth mom with in days of his entry into the world.

(She loved drugs more than being a mother.)

From there, my mom married his father and gave him a home.

But due to Dad's up bringing, he got in the way of mom being a mother to Jack.

Dad was also adopted.

And although his father was very successful in life,

died a millionaire,

married over 60 years,

remarried at 86 after 10 years of taking care of an invalid wife,

and was an accomplished wood worker.

He was first generation American, constantly strived to improve himself.

But as a father,

and grand father,

he simply



sucked.

He had photos, not of his family, nor his adopted son, but of a house he built.

Misplaced priorities.

I believe dad, in an effort to compensate for his own childhood, made Jack a friend.

Mom was not allowed to raise him.

Mom should have been more ballsy and played the divorse card.

She didn't and it split the family.

Mom and the rest of the family,
dad and Jack.

This made Jack the perfect scape goat for me and my other brother.

It's not healthy for anyone.

Jack can't keep a job.

And the ones he gets are dead end.

He's turned out to be a great guy, he just hasn't been able to conform to society.
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It got Zelda and I talking about how we have been influenced by things in our childhood that we can't seem to out grow.

Zelda and a friend of her's were molested at the public pool by the father of a school mate.
They were 8.
Eight year olds don't know how to process that kind of violence.
And then children watch to see how the adults react.
Her mom was frightened by the notion the perv would know where they lived.
This frightened Zelda even more.

That, like Jack's abuse, was in the '70s and education about what should be done and the dangers wasn't there.

That man was never arrested.

Never locked up.

Hopefully an angry parent of one of his victims,

solved the problem, (I would have...)

but to think of how many women he has affected.

****
Because of dad's poor parenting skills,
Jack wasn't allowed to have a mom.

Physics says that for every reaction there is an equal and opposite reaction.

I missed out on a father.
****

Bunny Sister and family stopped by today for barbeque and a visit.

The one eyed nephew also joined us.

His doctor seems to be quite the character.

Spudly, the one eyed Corsair, was informed that his eye could shrink, as the lens has been removed and this may cause the retina to detach.

But...

this is a one in 5,000,000.

Or, he could have contracted a fungus from the wire.
Which would require reopening the eye, cleaning it, and treating it with fungicide.

But...

he would had to have be exposed to the correct fungus.

Or the eye could colapse and he would have to operate on a "bloody mess".

But chances are that it would never happen.

Right now his biggest threat is the eye shrinking due to the loss of the lens.
(*see* above).

But now he can run with scissors with out worring.


I know, I know, it's all fun and games till someone looses and eye.


What does one eyed sailor say?


"Aye captain."

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It was nice to have Bunny sister's family down. We had dinner, Zelda and Bunny Sister talked.
I made brownies.

And at the end of the evening, we sat out in the gazebo, enjoyed the cool breezes, and shared family stories of mom, dad, and our early years.

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