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Aloha From The Big Island Hawaii, This is Christmas Day 2013 and I have decided to write a few pages of my personal History without naming specific the members of My past or Blaming anyone for my mistakes & accidents......Oops. Well, the Beginning was Beautiful and Wonderful because I had a Large family that Loved me. A Father that was like a Big Bear, a Mother that cooked, cleaned, raised a family of 7 at that time,(1950's) while working part time in a factory. Babysitting was provided by "Baka" my paternal great Grandmother from Europe. She was the homeowner of a 2 story wood frame House with a garage and a fenced yard. The oldest boy was George, then Johnny, Joan, Jimmie, & Myself, Thomas John Taylor. The house was on a street that had a Farmers Market nearby, and a Church/School 2 blocks away. St. Joseph's is where my family attended Mass and Celebrated Baptism, Confession, Weddings & Funerals. Sisters of Notre Dame, and Jesuit Priests were the perfect match for a Criminal upbringing. I think some people are Destined to be chosen for each and every Character evolving in Life as a Play. My job was pre-destined. At 3 years of age my Great Grandma bought me a puppy, that we named Lady. It was a Golden Cocker-Spaniel that was all Happy and Playful for the few months of Life it experienced until My Father ran over it in the driveway. It was the second travesty in my young Life. The first created a Life Long Hatred Between My Father & Me. He had returned early from work at the factory where he was making windows for New Homes that were a Large Size Thermal Pane "Bay Window" in a Ranch Style Home created for Developments in the suburbs. He was pissed off because My Baka had purchased a puppy for me without his permission and an argument ensued, there was some physical violence, when Dad pushed Baka down that steep flight of stairs. An ambulance took her away with a broken hip, she contracted pneumonia in the Hospital and Died leaving everything to my Mother and Father. Dad was so Guilty that He sold the house immediately and moved to the next town into a larger 1 story brick with a fireplace and 2 car garage. It had a banister to slide down and a yard that had frogs in the summer near the open well, which led straight to Hell according to my Father. Dad tried to make up with me by buying a Black Cocker Spaniel and building a dog house in the yard. It was in my room from there on out, until I was 7, and we were moving again. Dad was Busy and breeding 2 more babies, into Mom that are 2 sisters, that never knew me, nor cared too. Now we were a totally Catholic persona·non gratis (Gypsy Family) in a Lutheran Community of Paranoid white People that had Scandinavian and Germanic Ancestry, hating other ethnic and racial mixtures, especially when they could use Religion or Politics as a Dividing Line. A bunch of Nazi's living in West Milwaukee, Wisconsin that wore the armbands of Nazi's as a badge were evident at public rally's and union meetings as well as American Socialists, Communists, and Anarchists shouting and screaming epitaphs as they goose-stepped and strutted their stuff with full regalia......Hats, Uniforms, Flags, Pamphlets, and sometimes a fish fry or buffet dinner. There was a Bar on every block, and locals had a tab with every joint, having its own bookie to place the bets with. Some bars were local meat markets, that allowed sluts, to operate freely, and encouraged a loose morality by participating in group sex, which was the rage in the 50's, creating The Free Love Generation of the 60's. Men could have sex with another man or boy and was only Gay, if He assumed the female position or sucked cock. The man with the male position was thought of as a non-gay, as though he retained his masculinity because of a dominate position.