I recall it being a summer morning, maybe the end of June. I had graduated from high school, our two older sisters had gone off to university, and our eldest brother had married and become a dad. As a family we had built a bigger house and my bedroom window faced the little cement block cabin where Gary slept. Very early that morning, maybe 5:00 o'clock, I heard a wailing sound coming from the cabin. The eerie sound of my brother's voice went on for several minutes; I was kin

I will let you decide the answer answer to that question after you have heard Gary's whole story!

My brother Gary "was teased by quite a few people..." and "...felt humiliated and ashamed a lot in school." At home he was a bit antagonistic at times as he grew up, and there was plenty of conflict amongst us, which he refers to as the "family wars." So, when Dad built a tiny cabin as an additional bedroom, Gary began to retreat to it where he read a great deal of heroic fiction. He had two friends, but still, he spent too much time alone as I saw it. Somewhere along the

Our parents loved all nine of us (yes--nine kids, small house) and did the best they could with what they had. They sacrificed immensely...