dad

he lived in a 1 room shack with a washtub in one corner, where four boys would get a scrub once a week, a coal stove in another corner for cooking and heating in the cold utar winters, and the bed for four boys and a dad in the middle....he was rasied without benefit of a mother and his sister who had polio who lived with her aunt mary logy....they took their washing up every friday night pulling a red wagon for one and a half blocks...aunt mary had a house next to the local movie house{she was known by everyone as MOLLY].... my dad worked cleaning the local movie house for a nickel and free movies, which was the only money he ever got and he usually spent the nickel on a candy bar, so you see the movie house got all their money back from him....i wanted to be a leader for him, because i thought he deserved better, and my leadership would get it for him, so i earned my eagle, silver beaver, went on an lds church mission, .....but when god choze his valient ones in the pre existance to be his leaders, i was obvoiously not chozen because my leadership turned out to be followership not ever becomming a high councilman, bishop, supervisor, town leader etc etc etc