Thinking back on it now, it all happened so slowly over a long period of time, probably three years, maybe longer.

My mother had me out of wedlock when she was 16 and in 1953 that was the kind of thing that made so called decent people turn away from you when they passed you on the street. Even though my mom had been raped by her high school principal, it didn't matter. Sure he lost his job. in her small hometown was that my mom had been the guilty party, leading the poor man on until he had no choice but to take her virginity in the boiler room...