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TE W s.content blackboarded com1013372/768473957% Blackboard 148512000000 Los I don't know if my parents romantically loved each other. I am positive they platonically loved each other very much My mother and father slept separately from the time we moved into that HUD house in the early 1970s until his death from alcoholic kidney failus. In 2003. And then my mother continued to sleep alone on a living room couch-on a series of living room couches-until her death, in 2015. My parents were not a physically affectionate couple. I never saw, heard, or sensed any evidence other than the existence of us children that my mother and father had sex at any point during their marriage. It forced to guess at the number of times my parents had been naked and damp together, I would probably say, "Well, they conceived four children together, so let's say they had sex three times for keeps--the twins only count for one and four times for kicks My big brother. Amold, and each had our own mostly finished basement bedrooms, Bathe spent much of his time living and traveling with a family of cousins like they were surrogates for his parents and siblings. I love my brother, but he sometimes for stranger in the early years, and imagine he might say the same about me in our later years. Never married, but in a decade-lon elationship with a white woman, he is loud and hilarious and universal beloved in our tribe The furnace and laundry rooms in the basementare comentfoored with bure wood stud walls Dug five feet into the ground, our basement flooded with very serious rainstorm and has smelled of mold, and subsequent infectants from the beginning of time DOLL 2 i o 0 $ 4 ude % 5 < 0 0 > & 7 * 8 6 9 r t у u i
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to content board.com 32-bourdino000000 But that inexpertly constructed HUD house was still spectacular and Vital mansion comparec to the nineteenth-century one-bedroom house where I spent most of the first seven years of my life. That ancientation house didn't have indoor plumbing or electricity when my parents, siblings, and fint moved in, along with an ever-changing group of friends, cousins, grandparents, aunts, and uncles che I most vividly remember my half sister, Mary She was thirteen years older than and seemned more like a maternal figure than a sibling Even more beautiful than our gorgeous mother Mary was a charming and random presence in my life. She was profane and willy and dressed like a Nipplewhite girmimicking a radical Indian. In later years, I would learn that Mary's randomness and charm--and her eventual death in a house fire-were fueled by her drug and alcohol addictions. I didn't yet know that romantic heroes-famous and not usually aimless nomads in disguise. Mary father lived in Montana, on the Fathead indian Reservation, so she sometimes lived with him and sometimes lived with us and sometimes U hacked up with Indian men who recked of marijuana and beer er with white men who looked like roadies for Led Zeppelin. A mother atten, Mary gave her baby, my niece, to our un Inez to raise. My niece is only a few years younger than me, and still don't understand why my mother didn't take her into our home. My parents raised one of our cousins as a son, and my sisters would eventually raise another cousin a daughter. So why didn't ourniece become our sister i never asked my parents those questions. But, in writing the first draft of this very paragraph, realized for the first time that my father, so passive in nearly always might have said no to raising a granddaughter who was not his biological relative felterrible for considering this possibility. Could my father have done such thing could be have been such an alpha loni don't know. I don't think so hope not so why didn't my mother is bar granddaughter doubt that ever be able to answer the question. There are family mysteries i cannot solve. There are family mysteriestam un to solve DELL DI o A * $ 7 % 5 6 & 7 8 9 r t у u i
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We profeet the contextos de contact/479x charition Shared by my sin, dung Cho Myster, Kim and married and early fifty years old now, however lived more than one mile apart, so they cannot escape their twiny pocity Also on the top floor of our house is the master bedroom where there alone and a proportionately large living room, where my other poco 11 My late the Sherman A, S, was a Cour d'Alene indian tewas pical treptat ballroom was powwow dancing and all And always the more of one good intermined with down of cheapest began to emble the actor Charleston, and that ane anly increased Introverted, pred, he most of time song sword wat while watch My toe mother, an Asie, credendary out and was one of the of our language. She was made five feet tall when she was and were and she could have played on erino wwlywood comedy folyedevched to create Indian DELL с Dll O * #m $ 4 unde % 5 A 6 & 7 e CE t у U C i d d f g g h j
TE W s.content blackboarded com1013372/768473957% Blackboard 148512000000 Los I don't know if my parents romantically loved each other. I am positive they platonically loved each other very much My mother and father slept separately from the time we moved into that HUD house in the early 1970s until his death from alcoholic kidney failus. In 2003. And then my mother continued to sleep alone on a living room couch-on a series of living room couches-until her death, in 2015. My parents were not a physically affectionate couple. I never saw, heard, or sensed any evidence other than the existence of us children that my mother and father had sex at any point during their marriage. It forced to guess at the number of times my parents had been naked and damp together, I would probably say, "Well, they conceived four children together, so let's say they had sex three times for keeps--the twins only count for one and four times for kicks My big brother. Amold, and each had our own mostly finished basement bedrooms, Bathe spent much of his time living and traveling with a family of cousins like they were surrogates for his parents and siblings. I love my brother, but he sometimes for stranger in the early years, and imagine he might say the same about me in our later years. Never married, but in a decade-lon elationship with a white woman, he is loud and hilarious and universal beloved in our tribe The furnace and laundry rooms in the basementare comentfoored with bure wood stud walls Dug five feet into the ground, our basement flooded with very serious rainstorm and has smelled of mold, and subsequent infectants from the beginning of time DOLL 2 i o 0 $ 4 ude % 5 < 0 0 > & 7 * 8 6 9 r t у u i
wyth.com.co My little brother, James, who is to our coded Bywhere was toddler years younger than me, he would ever my broer I went way to college. He was soved when we got him that he would devour any lodor rinki vicinity, including other people's me. While we were discence my father's styfour-uncup of Diet in only three years 11 Ley old we thought it was funny. We art onder why would come to us every James was only five years old when moved from the tinsolve more than unde that is the an and handsome and thin und wie matried to women, Jemen met din but Ah my inste brother is my traste constant DELL c o 0 $ 4 use % 5 A 6 & 7 * 00 8 9 y у
to content board.com 32-bourdino000000 But that inexpertly constructed HUD house was still spectacular and Vital mansion comparec to the nineteenth-century one-bedroom house where I spent most of the first seven years of my life. That ancientation house didn't have indoor plumbing or electricity when my parents, siblings, and fint moved in, along with an ever-changing group of friends, cousins, grandparents, aunts, and uncles che I most vividly remember my half sister, Mary She was thirteen years older than and seemned more like a maternal figure than a sibling Even more beautiful than our gorgeous mother Mary was a charming and random presence in my life. She was profane and willy and dressed like a Nipplewhite girmimicking a radical Indian. In later years, I would learn that Mary's randomness and charm--and her eventual death in a house fire-were fueled by her drug and alcohol addictions. I didn't yet know that romantic heroes-famous and not usually aimless nomads in disguise. Mary father lived in Montana, on the Fathead indian Reservation, so she sometimes lived with him and sometimes lived with us and sometimes U hacked up with Indian men who recked of marijuana and beer er with white men who looked like roadies for Led Zeppelin. A mother atten, Mary gave her baby, my niece, to our un Inez to raise. My niece is only a few years younger than me, and still don't understand why my mother didn't take her into our home. My parents raised one of our cousins as a son, and my sisters would eventually raise another cousin a daughter. So why didn't ourniece become our sister i never asked my parents those questions. But, in writing the first draft of this very paragraph, realized for the first time that my father, so passive in nearly always might have said no to raising a granddaughter who was not his biological relative felterrible for considering this possibility. Could my father have done such thing could be have been such an alpha loni don't know. I don't think so hope not so why didn't my mother is bar granddaughter doubt that ever be able to answer the question. There are family mysteries i cannot solve. There are family mysteriestam un to solve DELL DI o A * $ 7 % 5 6 & 7 8 9 r t у u i
Bondackbone Before her death, my mother told me that the liked to sleep alone on a couch in her later years because shed only slept in crowded bed and bedrooms for most of her younger life. I never would have thought of alumpy cucha luury, but my mother certainly did. Sometimes when I was little and afraid and screaming from yet another pare, would fitfully sleep one couch in the HUD house living room near my mother's larger couch Bom hydrocephatic, with abnormal amounts of cerebral splund rushing my brais, tad surgery at five months to inserta shunt and then had it removed when I was two und sest seen years old sowat kindergartner on phenobarbitat have mated between insomnia and my whole grainemediately ponfalling anleep, a condition called shortened Many that can be around Indicators, and result of depression. I have ways been haunted by night hots, alori haya yolcmilliard strange was officially darsed or in 2030, but I think my first to appeared when I was a child AAE For Christmas in 1975, when I was received at Gonor Navarone relay with red and Nations canon, tarks, and add my twind and Cavalry toy soldiers and manically played war for two hou. My parents d't op They didn't to go to bed won the context of myam wauthend Rather was my mother dolan her cute elongatretches che dalla data lewat sy wild have book und wedd WE DELL 0 O O 5 use % 5 <० & 7 7 6 CO * 8 9 9 0 t у u 0 i o g h j k 1