I?m off to Los Angeles tomorrow. I think I found my grandfather.
As most of you know, I grew up without half my family, thanks to my jw father. My grandfather (maternal) was an abusive alcoholic, WWII, Cherokee Indian Veteran.
I talked to my last great aunt last night for the first time. She said it was VERY common for my mother and her sister to be beaten by their drunken father.
She also told me of physical abuse my mother said she suffered at the hands of my jw elder father. This will be explored later.
Having found my mother seven years ago, I had decided not to locate my grandfather, who?s name I bear. No one has spoken to him in about 20 years. Today though I feel I need to speak to him and hear a story before he passes on.
I have found his home, still in his name, but no phone. It's a bit of a cold run.
I had so much stolen from me for decades, I want to learn as much as I can. Maybe he?ll have some old letters or photos to share with me. Who know?s. I?ll be there for a week.
Wish me sanity.
Bryan
Have You Seen My Mother