OMG Kathy, I’m so sorry for your childhood experiences. I hope your step(?) (I won’t even call him dad) is dead and it wasn’t easy for him to go. I also hope you’ve found happiness as an adult. Your graphics are so profound. The reader is swept into your childhood pain. The ophanage-with it’s disfunction-was better than the degredation of your home life. Your a brave women and your graphic novel is proof that people survive despite the stupidity & cruelty of their parents and people who pose as authority figures. Thanks Kathy for moving forward and not repeating your past.
Marie,
Thank you for the comment. I have no idea what happened to that guy- Henry Thomas (his real name, I hope my book gets really famous and everyone throws tomatoes at him- if he’s still alive.)
My mother divorced him right after that and he slinked into the mud somewhere in Kentucky, his home state. But don’t worry, it all has a happy ending.
I have a wonderful life now. Four fantastic kids, three super granbabies and best of all
a very loving and handsome husband. We’ve been together since I was fifteen and we are still very much in love!
And believe it or not today is my mother’s birthday and my grandson and I are taking her presents for her 73rd birthday.
She’s a blind, lonely, old woman now in a nursing home- complaining that my brothers and I don’t visit her often enough!
I guess it’s karma!
hugs, Kathy
OMG Kathy, I’m so sorry for your childhood experiences. I hope your step(?) (I won’t even call him dad) is dead and it wasn’t easy for him to go. I also hope you’ve found happiness as an adult. Your graphics are so profound. The reader is swept into your childhood pain. The ophanage-with it’s disfunction-was better than the degredation of your home life. Your a brave women and your graphic novel is proof that people survive despite the stupidity & cruelty of their parents and people who pose as authority figures. Thanks Kathy for moving forward and not repeating your past.
Marie,
Thank you for the comment. I have no idea what happened to that guy- Henry Thomas (his real name, I hope my book gets really famous and everyone throws tomatoes at him- if he’s still alive.)
My mother divorced him right after that and he slinked into the mud somewhere in Kentucky, his home state. But don’t worry, it all has a happy ending.
I have a wonderful life now. Four fantastic kids, three super granbabies and best of all
a very loving and handsome husband. We’ve been together since I was fifteen and we are still very much in love!
And believe it or not today is my mother’s birthday and my grandson and I are taking her presents for her 73rd birthday.
She’s a blind, lonely, old woman now in a nursing home- complaining that my brothers and I don’t visit her often enough!
I guess it’s karma!
hugs, Kathy
Tell Mom that I hope to visit her one day. I am unemployed so it is hard for me to afford the trip.
Patrick,
I will tell her the next time I see her.