This picture is a poster child of lazy eye, and its a problem that lead to victimization. My mother was a Tompkins, descendant of Daniel D. Tompkins. My Pop (Grandfather) Was Groom supervisor on the Rockefeller Estate in Pocantico Hills NY just East of Sleepy Hollow NY where they also had an estate. As the boss he had a house to live in while the 15 or so grooms had a bunkhouse. So my mom was like a spoiled rich kid without the rich. She dropped out of 3rd year of Psych school at the age of 22 and eloped with my father Antonio Harvey Joseph Marie Roy (French and their name clumping. who was apparently an open mic singer. They became drunkards and he was violent (As were all the men in mom's life except the last) Oldest sister was born while mom was still 22, next sister was when she was 24, and I was born when she was 25.
It seems that daddy was tired of having kids by the time mom was pregnant with me and punched her in the belly, which is were my lazy eye came from I weighed 4 Lbs 5 oz and born at 7 months. I was lucky the little girl born 361 days after me was 2 lbs 5 oz and lived 4 days. My mom had named her Toni (Female version of Tony) she said so that he would never forget what he'd done... End of long winded lazy eye origins wall of text...
At age 5 my mom met and married Husband 2, He worked at Martin Marietta in Orlando, but got a job in St. Louis at Proctor and Gamble and moved us there. We only stayed 3 months, and I don't remember much besides this idiot giving me a bath... Mom moved us back to Orlando, leaving him. Fast forward a few violent boyfriends...
My mom's next husband was just common law, and my mother had run away with him when I was 6 dumping us off and Gram and Pop's until I was 10 when they made their grand appearance in our lives. They were drunk buddies with a couple who lived in a Trailer on a dirt road, a holdout in part of town that became uppity 10 years later. This lady had her husband convinced he dropped the bomb in Japan. These people wanted a child and tried to buy me from my mom and bribe me with a pickle jar of coins no pennies. Mom didn't sell me, but they still hung out with them. Later on the lady was in the news because they got a kid named Mark and he wasn't in school so they got in trouble for that... There was no mention of sex abuse and I didn't remember any, but then maybe Mark was sexually abused.
I was also abused when I was 12 by 2 more culprits, but that's for another post. I was lucky in that I never was penetrated like Teddybear in Sound of Freedom... It seems I attracted the types who were into doing things to me and only halfheartedly tried doing anything to me for their own pleasures.
These people need ripped out root and stem (GOT saying)
Right, these creeps know how to seek out the vulnerable. We need to stop this! In the Philippines they sometimes salvage someone, extrajudicially. IE. The police or relatives deal with a culprit personally.
The last President in the Philippines killed quite a few Drug Dealers, and some Users who wouldn't stop using. In my wife's Barangay the users quit in fear, out of 30 1 resumed drugs. They gave them counseling oddly a year or so later. They made them sign confession when they got arrested. Then the police would observe them at any time. Obama blew the death count out of proportion, but they did kill thousands...
This picture is a poster child of lazy eye, and its a problem that lead to victimization. My mother was a Tompkins, descendant of Daniel D. Tompkins. My Pop (Grandfather) Was Groom supervisor on the Rockefeller Estate in Pocantico Hills NY just East of Sleepy Hollow NY where they also had an estate. As the boss he had a house to live in while the 15 or so grooms had a bunkhouse. So my mom was like a spoiled rich kid without the rich. She dropped out of 3rd year of Psych school at the age of 22 and eloped with my father Antonio Harvey Joseph Marie Roy (French and their name clumping. who was apparently an open mic singer. They became drunkards and he was violent (As were all the men in mom's life except the last) Oldest sister was born while mom was still 22, next sister was when she was 24, and I was born when she was 25.
It seems that daddy was tired of having kids by the time mom was pregnant with me and punched her in the belly, which is were my lazy eye came from I weighed 4 Lbs 5 oz and born at 7 months. I was lucky the little girl born 361 days after me was 2 lbs 5 oz and lived 4 days. My mom had named her Toni (Female version of Tony) she said so that he would never forget what he'd done... End of long winded lazy eye origins wall of text...
At age 5 my mom met and married Husband 2, He worked at Martin Marietta in Orlando, but got a job in St. Louis at Proctor and Gamble and moved us there. We only stayed 3 months, and I don't remember much besides this idiot giving me a bath... Mom moved us back to Orlando, leaving him. Fast forward a few violent boyfriends...
My mom's next husband was just common law, and my mother had run away with him when I was 6 dumping us off and Gram and Pop's until I was 10 when they made their grand appearance in our lives. They were drunk buddies with a couple who lived in a Trailer on a dirt road, a holdout in part of town that became uppity 10 years later. This lady had her husband convinced he dropped the bomb in Japan. These people wanted a child and tried to buy me from my mom and bribe me with a pickle jar of coins no pennies. Mom didn't sell me, but they still hung out with them. Later on the lady was in the news because they got a kid named Mark and he wasn't in school so they got in trouble for that... There was no mention of sex abuse and I didn't remember any, but then maybe Mark was sexually abused.
I was also abused when I was 12 by 2 more culprits, but that's for another post. I was lucky in that I never was penetrated like Teddybear in Sound of Freedom... It seems I attracted the types who were into doing things to me and only halfheartedly tried doing anything to me for their own pleasures.
These people need ripped out root and stem (GOT saying)
Thank you for sharing your story. Some people have no idea of how prevalent this is. Bringing this evil into the daylight will help to end it.
Right, these creeps know how to seek out the vulnerable. We need to stop this! In the Philippines they sometimes salvage someone, extrajudicially. IE. The police or relatives deal with a culprit personally.
The last President in the Philippines killed quite a few Drug Dealers, and some Users who wouldn't stop using. In my wife's Barangay the users quit in fear, out of 30 1 resumed drugs. They gave them counseling oddly a year or so later. They made them sign confession when they got arrested. Then the police would observe them at any time. Obama blew the death count out of proportion, but they did kill thousands...
Much respect and love for your courage to speak up about your life while growing up.❤️