I don’t remember the three times my mom tried to kill herself before I was five. I do remember visiting her in the hospital, and I remember the long drive when dad kidnapped me. He dropped me off with an aunt and uncle as soon as he got home.
Then there was the time dad […]
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This guy, see, or should we say a boy then, was born already distracted. With bright eyes and a quiet mouth, he watched and watched. Leaves made good friends, which unnerved his parents such that they made him do things like play baseball. He was forced to stand in the outfield, which unnerved him such […]
All my aunts and uncles lived in the same tiny mining town in northwestern Ontario, and after the mine closed and my grandpa’s garage went bankrupt they all moved west to British Columbia. I was born soon after this, on a sunny day in August, the firstborn child of a couple named Pat and Mike. […]
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