When I see George Clooney on the silver screen, I see my father, whom I was afraid of when I was very young. He was dark and brooding, he never letting his children see him smile. He was sick – and dangerous! In the top photo you can see the fear in my mother and his mother’s eyes. That is some body-language. Victor has taken his mother and wife hostage.
“To the Victor goes the spoils.”
Melba has come to visit her grandchildren on San Sebastian Avenue. These two mothers are blaming each other for Victor’s misanthropy. My father is a sociopath who hid behind his wife and children as he bucked the system, committed acts of fraud, and used alcohol as a means to terrorize everyone around him. Vic learned to drink aboard ship when he was in the Merchant Marines. He boxed aboard ship. He told me he…
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