As young boy growing up it seemed life was impossible. Had only one parent who was in charge of 7 all total. Think we were about 18 months apart in age. Each of us were totally different yet we as kids developed our own personality. It seemed normal thinking back. e in the morningGrowing up in the age of what is known as baby boomers was hard especially for us since we were poor had very little while many people looked down on us. It was unpleasant for me in school as my clothes were not of good quality which made us targets of insults by our peers. I had a paper ot up early 7 days a week and made a little money. My parent took 3/4 of it and had little left for myself. She was not that good a person while in effect had many disagreements with her. Knew from an early age she did not really love me and wished that I was out of her life. Caused some pain while not really happy with life. Tried to kill myself and she put me into a hospital. Remahey were doingined there for a period of time. Came home which was ok butfelt she had no interest in trying to love me. My sibs were cold and then as we bcame 18 shown te door. Do not come back and hey if you do tgen pay for a meal. No free hand outs. I developed a sense of bitterness which has been with me all my life that deals with family. My teen yeen years were miserable. Still had the morning paper route and still had to give her the money. My tips if there were some kept secret from her. Think she at times went through things checking on what I have hidden. Yeah really difficult indeed. One teacher became a good friend and liked what they had done for me. Then again after leaving school while on my own thought hey life is not bad and have kept what they taught me to myself. It was difficult but more latter.