Here I am on Parkside drive probably wandering where my dad went to. I think it is a great photo. Dad was nearing retirement finally. My sisters had spent most of their childhood being moved from town to town never living in one place long. I huge transition was about to happen at Parkside drive for my family. Claudia describes to me a turbulent home as relationships with big sister and mom were not the best. When dad was home on weekends he would drink till he was drunk. Many times she described him has violent towards mom. I can only speculate that there were heated arguments about where they would be retiring to, a dating teenager, and a ten year old starved for attention. Alchohol was a given for my family. My father grew up drinking moonshine in the hills of Kentucky until prohibition. After that it was always party time on weekends.
Despite the stories of turmoil, I don't have any memory of any bad times at Parkside Dr. I have been told that I was loved, cherished, and sheltered from any drama.
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