This book tells the story of my family, my life in relationship to them, and later my own life, beginning thirty years before my birth, ending seventy-one years after. But it's hardly a standard life story; my particular path in life simply doesn't lend itself to the customary outlay of facts, dates and events. It is definitely not a story for the queasy or prudish reader, as it is very graphic, and contains violence, brutality, cruelty, murder, sex and foul language. Common - and not so common - details pertinent to my life and t o my sense of who I was, were hidden from me, then revealed...