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Show of my way to make it any of my business. Whether I was not caring r t ti d up in my own life, but I didn't ask questions. It didn't matter. I didn't know we were poor. Christ, everybody was poor. We were so poor we couldn't pay heed, but everybody was. So I didn't notice our broken family causing us any hardships for being poor, because everybody was poor anyway, even if they weren't a broken family. And yeah, my brothers and sisters I haven't talked to. Let's see, my younger sister calls me maybe once a month, maybe once every two months. Nothing really. My brother that's down in Cedar City, he got married the second time and moved to Cedar City, and I didn't know he got divorced. So, we aren' t a close-knit family. We're all terribly independent. That's all right. When I see them I don't have anything against any of them, you know. It's not my fault that I was born in this family, regardless of what certain factions of religions say about how you pick the family. I don't think I picked mine. If I did, I'd be in Italy. I'd rather be an Italian somewhere in Italy, drinking wine, playing a concertina, you know. But that's the way it goes. Okay, now, that's enough of that. Religion, see, has never really been a part of me. I don't know- yeah, I do know where it came from. I got it stuffed down my throat when I was young. If you asked a question, asked any kind of a questions, "Why, you shouldn't ask that. That will be answered later." What, you don't know the answer so you don't want me to ask it, or you don't want me to know? And this was when I was young that I figured this out. As soon as I was old enough to tell my mother no, I'm not going to church, or no I'm not going to do this, well, that ended it. JAS: Were you baptized? 100 |
