Reflecting back to the first five years, now as a retiree, and having all those year to gather and process information about my early childhood, its a wonder that I even survived.
After serving in the United States Air Forces as a Firefighter, I returned home for a short stay, then relocated to Council Bluffs, Ia. to attend college at Iowa Western Community College. Where my uncle and biology father taught electronics. He was recently divorced and had the responsibilities of three small boys, ages three, six, and eight. The agreement was, that I would help out with the boys, in exchange for room and broad. What a nightmare this turned out to be.
I have never experienced hatred like this in my young life. He was divorced, but it was a hatful divorce, with hate coming from both sides, with me in the middle. He begin teaching the boys horrible things about their mother. Using the boys as objects to get-back at his ex-wife, and of course she was doing the same. This went on for months. Until the worst case scenario happened.
He was charged with molesting the middle age boy, his favorite. To be continue…