Good post stovebolts. I have been to jail a few times, never the big house, the last time I did 18 months in the county jail, it was the only time I went to jail and did not do the crime. But the other times it was always for fighting. I would be drugged up or drunk, or both take your pick. My parents tried to raise us right, but when I went hippie, everything changed, my pop could not understand me being a person of color that was a hippie. But my mom and dad did not get along at the time, plus my dad was real strict, so I guess when I had a chance to escape that, I did it through drugs and and alcohol and sex. My dad did not drink or do drugs, but my mom would drink. She thought it was cute when she found out that I was stealing her beers, at about 11 or 12, but years later she did not think it was so cute anymore. But coming up I always got what I wanted. But by my mom leaving and coming back all the time, because they use to fight, was hard to deal with. And dad ruling with a iron hammer did not help.
Even to this day I have a fear of my dad, I love my dad and would die for him. But it is hard for me to be around him. and that comes from my growing up. So I know what you are talking about. My brother was not affected, but it affected me. And he had no idea what he was doing to me. But I was not abused, I did not get a whipping for nothing. But I came up with a unhealthy fear of my dad. My oldest son London, is in jail now doing 21 years, he has been there 13, I should have took more time with him and kicked his behind when he needed it, instead of leaving it on his mother. I failed him. It is hard to see him sitting in there, it hurts real bad. I keep thinking that I could have done something to steer him in another direction.
But I was doing drugs and drinking, and having lots of sex with different woman which, is a selfish thing. instead of paying attention to my son. Well I talked long enough for now. But one more thing I wish that I had been raised in the church things might have worked out much differently. I got saved in 91, god started calling me in 82, but I would not come to him.
Because I could have raised my son in the church.