mssc54
mssc54
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I was born second in the birth order of six children to Catholic, Cajun parents. Each of the first four children were born within eleven months of the previous sibling’s birth. The final two were spaced out a bit (no pun intended). My brother didn’t come along until I was thirteen years old. My dad was the proverbial traveling salesman (in every sense of the term).
So basically, I felt like I was being brought up in a girl’s dormitory. I mean we had a ranch style four bedroom, one and a half bath house. If I allow myself I can still see all those panty hose and bras hanging from the shower rod and various hanging apparatuses in the bathroom.
I went into the Navy when I was seventeen years old. After a nine month cruise around the Mediterranean Sea with five thousand of my closest friends I met my Mrs. serving up ice cream at the local Dairy Queen in Jacksonville, FL. She was sixteen when we met in December of 1973. She turned seventeen the following March and we married in May. I was nineteen. We both had a lot of growing up to do. Admittedly, she was ahead of me in every area of life. I was just a young, immature sailor and she was a young, energetic, beautiful, vivacious girl. NO mom she wasn’t pregnant.
Those early years of marriage were both scary, fun and full of everything you can imagine about teenagers being married in Florida. Use your imagination.
Just a few months after we were married her father (who was also in the Navy) was transferred to San Diego. I often wonder what the heck they were thinking letting their nearly sixteen year old daughter get married?! Not on my watch mister!!
After I was seriously injured playing softball for the Navy (no kidding) we ended up (ironically) for follow-up treatment in the same home town that she had grown up in and that her father/family had been transferred back to. Bonus… for her. Her family also was Catholic with four girls and two boys. Interesting coincidence.
I got out of the Navy after seven years that seemed like twenty. The Mrs. had been working in the fast food industry so I just collected unemployment for a few months before taking advantage of my ten bonus points for being a Veteran and went to work for the government.
It might be pertinent to admit that while I was in the Navy I developed an absolute love of alcohol and drugs. Mostly real good pot. I kept a steady muggle head because of the amount of herb I smoked.
After six years of marriage we had our first daughter. I didn’t see any reason to stop doing drugs when the Mrs. got pregnant. After all (I reasoned) I w
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