It was fifty years ago, on a hot summer day, in the deep south. We lived on a dirt road, on a sand lot. We were, what was known as "dirt poor". I had been playing outside all morning in the sand. Suddenly, I heard a sharp clanking sound behind me and looking over my...
I was supposed to be nothing. That was the plan. At nine years old, my father screamed into my face: "YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A FAILURE! YOU WILL NEVER BE ANYTHING! YOU'LL NEVER BE ANYTHING BUT A NOTHING, AS LONG AS YOU LIVE!!!" And I believed him. I forgot that I was...
