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The boy rode in the pickup, eager to see his brother. He was excited. His father was grumpy as usual.

First Memory

The boy rode in the pickup, eager to see his brother. He was excited. His father was grumpy as usual. Off into the woods. To a scout camp. They picked him up and started up the road.

“Sit in the middle.”

“There’s no belt in the middle.”

“Your brother needs the belt.”

Fear at the tone of voices.

“You love him more than me!”

More arguing, then the older brother jumps from the pick up, running back toward the camp.

“Stay here!” The father grouches at the younger boy. The boy watches as his father chases down and tackles his brother. Punching him in the process.

Dragging him back to the truck. “Now you’re all bloody. Ride in back.”

The older boys fight had left him. “What about this?” Referring to his bloody nose.

“Use your sock!” The father grumbled back at him.

The younger boy. Petrified. He said nothing. Did nothing. Just watched. What could he do? Nothing.

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