Being at peace killing insects.
I’ve covered that in some poem. at least one.
I sold the picture done on panel at out of Sids to the same person who bought War Channel.
After that there was about drowning when moving.  I remember what it felt like to cramp up and start to go under.  Dad had to jump in and pull me out.
I remember lots of what it looked like.
Swimming pool!  Air Conditioning!
We had already had lots of life.  I’d been to kidergarden and had a rug from that.  I’d been in the first grade and been slapped around then.
This is a list, some of my memoir list.
Things sped up when there was some settled fact to the four of us.
I never anticipated being disliked.
Your parents need to tell you more about themselves and their histories.
You need to be told you won’t be liked.
Memoirs, Make yours today!
 
			
