I did have a group of friends from high school and after that, for some reason, excepted me for who I was. Because of them, they saved me from having a horrendous younger life,; although it wasn’t the greatest; or all that bad either. The worst Bart would happened for some reason.
The first few years of grade school were pretty healthy for a kid that was kind of introverted. In face as I look back we were kind of the in group, as in a Catholic grade school that is, with ladies in black, nuns. As I looked back they weren’t so bad; maybe because I was a mischievous child. Academically I wasn’t that great but as I look back I remember memorizing my multiplication tables fairly easily. It was when My parents moved out of the downtown area and to the newer party of the city that things started to go south for me. Maybe the same thing might have happened if I had stayed at Gesu grad school in Downtown Milwaukee but we will never know. All I know is that is when my sever introvertism took over.
Now being 82 and disease, affliction, condition, whatever they call what I have been living with for all these decades I have come to a better place. I am now retired after 30 yrs of working at a place and with people where some of them allowed me being in their presence and enough of them put up with my condition that I could make it to getting that 30 yrs Watch. Now I don’t have to get up every morning to go into that unforgiving world and battle every day.
Out of the Cave 