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I was a shadow, the silent child, never spoken to or touched except in anger.
No hello. No goodbye. No "I love you." "Bad seed," said my mother. I was Nobody's Boy.
We moved more than 100 times by the time I was in my teens. We kids sometimes ate chicken feed, or chewed tar from telephone poles. But I bore the brunt. One Christmas my six siblings all got gifts. Not me. Not a trinket. I was Nobody.
First Mom disappeared, then Dad; ... More >>
Nobody's Boy
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