My Plan in action

January 3rd 1973 and at last I was able to leave. I moved to a small house of my own and began to make friends and work at last I felt I was heading in a good direction and finding happiness. Mim continued to watch the boys while I worked and Larry came around seldom to see the boys. My Father came to see me for my birthday in March and we enjoyed our time together but, when he left I knew something was wrong. I soon learned he had Lung cancer I loved him so and watching him suffer over the next three years ,sealed the fact that I would never smoke.
Larry now with my father sick came around more ,seems he had left me alone due to a conversation my father had with him along a river where some dunking and fist had been involved. He harrassed me at work threatened my friends and got me fired over and over. He tore wires off my car ,busted windows in my apartment until I was evicted. I sought help but, in the 70s it was not there. I decided to move back in with him to calm the situation and regroup ,I knew the next time I left he would not find me ,I could not let him. We got a really nice town house and I worked so all was calm for some time. The months passed and my fathers condition was very grave so I did all I could to see him weekly. Then one night I was in the pool with the boys and my brother pulled up the hospital called Dad was passing. How was I going to get through this Idid not think things could get worse ,but I was wrong.