Author: Don Fraser


My soul has been lost since the day I was born, My mother smoked and drank while I was in her stomach, she was a good woman and had a terrible life, she had six children before she was thirty years old. Her husband, [My father] had a hard time working. He was hard of hearing, and could not see very well.

She had two nervous breakdowns before she was thirty years old. Those breakdowns must have affected her in some way, In all of my life I had never seen her cry. She must have kept everything inside, she seemed sad all of the time.

She never cursed, and she believed in God. As a matter of fact, one could call her a religious woman. She taught her children to love God. .But they changed after they got older. One even became an atheist.

No life was far from easy for this young woman. She was raising children in the time of the great depression. She had tried different jobs but the breakdowns in her past , prohibited from keeping a job.

Her husband died after a long sickness, her children grew up and were on their own. She spent the rest of her years a lonely old woman.


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