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pidunk 09:15 am UTC 06/07/07 |
| In reply to: | sorry I didn't get all the tags right. - pidunk 06:58 am UTC 06/07/07 |
> > > > > > > > >Could you shed some light on the subject? Show And Tell: The first house: My mother wanted to get as far away from her parents as possible, and she had a cluster of friends who were either or both, in place elsewhere, or willing to relocate to a new place. So, from a Long Island town where the lot of furnishings were delivered on my second birthday (it was a truckload, as mentioned at the end of "More Than You Deserve") my mother put the family on an overnight train to a western town in Pennsyvania, a suburb of Pittsburgh called Mount Lebanon. The moving truck arrived the day after. 1: The house I lived in; told it was in my name, and one mail piece that had not been intercepted bore out that the surname Rothman was on the municipal bill. But my mother's husband was paying rent to someone else who claimed to have been the owner of the property. 2: Two houses removed and down the street, was the family of my biological father, whom had long known my mother before I was ever born, and which consisted of a man and his wife, and two sons. My mother knew the man for a very long time, who was the brother of my mother's brother's wife. The man was not my father, though. His eldest son was. His mother spotted my family resemblance and pointed out that it existed, the boy also noticed, and it was accepted amongst them, where my conception had arisen. Incidentally, they also knew Jim and Jim's father, and Jim visited in this house when he was in town. All contact I had with Jim at that time was stemming from his stays at this house. 3: This was the house of our next-door neighbor, a family consisting of a man, his wife, two sons and a daughter. The house stood out to me because it was the only house on the block I saw that was painted an actual color, and it was blue. The other houses had brick outsides, but this house had the newfangled siding on it, and so it was very noticeable. It was also wider than my house. In this house, lived the best friends of my brother's, and my companion/babysitter, along with my mother's best local friend, and her husband, who posed as the landlord and took the rent payments from my mother's husband. 4: This house was a house that I never went to, but there was a couple and two boys, who were friends of my mother's and my biological grandfather's, next door to them. They had a collie named Chasberry, very mild mannered, who let me ride him. The woman of this household later was revealed also to know my mother's brother's wife, who together made the decision about where the second house would be chosen after this neighborhood was left. 5: I was allowed to have one friend, and she lived in this house on the corner, the big house with the big walkway. Her name was Hazel, and I spent afternoons with her sometimes. I don't remember what we played but it was what she wanted to play and we got along well. I never saw her outside the house, and one night when I wandered by myself in the neighborhood I went to her house to call on her, but instead of having an impromptu play date, her maid carried me in her arms back to my house. And after that incidentally I was never allowed to go there again so I didn't see Hazel again either. 6) This corner is memorable by me for several reasons, but the most of which is when Jim played a joke on me. It was some holiday and I took a walk by myself when nobody was looking. I stood at the corner as I noticed him passing me. He was coming from the top area of the photo, from someplace, headed back to the house where he was staying, and I saw him. I tried to make conversation about what he was holding and asked him where he got it. He said he got it from the mailbox. He worked like a Tom Sawyer to convince me that if I pushed the buttons on the mailbox, like magic a candy bar would come out. I said, no, that can't happen. He insisted. I should try it, he urged. I felt silly but like I always believe him, I believed him and he walked away. Soon I realized he fooled me, and I learned how gullible I was. And the thing is, that I am gullible to Jim, and not really that gullible. For years I carried that "scar" with me, until I had the chance to answer him properly as to the outcome of that little experiment! 7: In this general direction, there was one more of my mother's acquaintances and the neighborhood Avon Lady. She had a son who she was training to become an assassin. My mother said I should be glad, and in the years which followed I have noticed that he was indeed very dangerous to me, as I ran into him again when I was a teenager and he made threats to me against Jim. I feel he has also since been threatening to both Jim and to myself. I have corresponded with Jim concerning this situation and he is aware of it not just through his own circumstances but through my input. This neighborhood saw me in two nursery schools, after I was expelled from the first for asking a girl I was friendly with if she was my sister. My biological father had spurred the inquiry by saying he is my brother, (the age range is more appropriate to such a kinship) and I was partly responsible for that mixup because Jim and I talked about that boy's being my father, and I was confused at having a father inside the house and a father outside the house. Jim suggested I might understand better when I got older, and I agreed, but at the same time, I felt I should tell Jim to tell my father that I was not able to handle them both. That was a mistake, and I did not mean to have the consequences of that error of confusion. But I was very confused. | |
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