For three months we four children were seperated from our mother. Rosemary fled to L.A. after she got arrested. There was an article in the Oakland Tribune saying a Judge was considering putting us in an orphanage. Rosemary hired an old retarded woman to stay over night. Bill had moved in after his father threw him out. We worked on our art. If Christine had secretly did works of the art in the closet, because she was a fraid of our mother, now was the time to come out.
I just posted this on Drew Benton’s facebook. I would like to read my sister’s last words before I die.
“I am sure you read, or heard that your mother wrote a rough draft of her autobiography. Vicki showed it to me in 1994. I would like to read it. Can you send me a copy?”
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