The Past

You may know this story, you probably don’t.

I am orginally from Kalamazoo, MI; been in Omaha since October 19, 2004.

I went to foster care in January 1995, I was 15 y.o., my mom were abusive.  Nothing I could do about it now or then.  Glad I went, I wouldn’t be the Vernon I am today if I didn’t.

So my sister(s), dad, & brother called me in like June, I’m not that impressed.  I have friends, becasue I like those people.  You are my friend because you generally are a good person, you don’t do stupid shit.  But I can say that when I decided not to talk to my family it was a good thing.  Not many of them(8 total), are doing much to impress me. They wouldn’t be my friends, becasue of there decisions they made/making.

I chose good people to hang around in Omaha, you KNOW who you are, I DON’T have to name you.

I also talked to a couple people from high school, Emily Dush, and Hope Robertson.  It was my 10 year reunion, and that’s that.

Maybe you learned something, maybe you didn’t but that’s that.

Part 1 of X, 2008 YIR