The only time I saw my Dad cry.

I was seven when it happened. My Uncle and his family came to visit....at the time he had 6 kids 4 girls 2 boys, two girls were twins. I can tell you exactly what I wore that day...Holly Hobie shorts, and a white tank top. I had never met his family, because at the time they lived in Georgia. He was military.

I was so fortunate to have a family that not only had a summer home, but also a fishing boat.

My uncle on the way back from fishing...I think at that time our boat was docked about an hour or so away, my uncle said I could ride with him.I thought, "sure".

Little did I know. My cousin, his son was in the car too. Uncle told cousin to get in the back, It was station wagon from the 70's. He told me to slide to him. He unzipped my Hollie Hobby shorts, he put my hand on his penis...that is all I will say about that....

I will post this, but there is more...so much more.