I wanted to provide some pictures for all of you. I like having a facial recognition when hearing a story. The first picture is of my mother Bonnie and my sisters and I (from left to right) Cheryl, Michelle, myself, and Kristal. I was 14 in this picture and about the same age my last blog post was blasting about (Seeing my dad stab his self).
The Second Picture is of my dad (Ronald) around that time as well. He had been a truck driver for as long as I could remember. How he kept a job (driving) was beyond me considering his drinking took up most of his existing time, from what I remember anyways.