I was born with a silver spoon. I didn’t know that till later, of course. My life was all about my Dad. One of the most famous and respected individuals in the entire history of his industry. He was an xxxxxxxx manufacturer. I decided I would not write this story until he was dead. He died this year. I always respected his products. They are the best in the world, so I never wanted to do anything that would cast a shadow on his potential business.
So now, I write about the insanity, death & destruction, cruelty, abuse, and the misery I lived thru.
Forgive the Bird. It just wants to Fly.