My mom had a new boyfriend as soon as we unloaded the moving truck. He was a winner let me tell you. My mom was always fashionable, beautiful, funny and intelligent and this guy was a straight up redneck living in a garage. I couldn’t stand him or understand the appeal that attracted her to him. She would later call him her band-aid. He owned a garage down the street from where my Aunt and Uncle lived. He fucking lived in it. It had no running water in it, so he had to shit in a bucket. no lie. He didn’t have any kids, was never married of course and was a total red neck. I couldn’t believe my mom went from my dad to this loser.
They fought a lot and had sex a lot, which to a 9-year-old hearing such things and seeing
such things were confusing after losing her father only less than a year ago. She didn’t waste any time filling the void that was left behind. I remember fists being thrown and yelling and screaming. One instance that stands out in my mind was a night my mother brought us over to her sister’s house to be with another man, I don’t see how this could have been such a great idea since Jason lived down the road from my aunt! Well he got wind of what was going on and crashed the party. Let’s just say I remember watching my mom, Jason, my aunt and uncle fighting outside the house from a window. I saw my aunt
get punched in the face by Jason for interfering and before I knew it my uncle got his
shotgun out and pointed it at him and told him to leave before he blew his head off.
Either during the summer of 1990 or summer of 1991, I can’t be completely sure even though there is a home movie of this trip, we went to the Bahamas. My mom, brother and I along with my Aunt Lindsay, Uncle James, Jason, my Aunt Ellen, her boyfriend and my cousin Sophie. I remember spending much of our vacation during the day in a bar where the adults were drinking and spending nights watching them all walk around naked and partying. My mother and Aunts even founded “the vagina club” and encouraged my cousin and me to walk around naked as well. At age 10 I saw my first adult male penis in the flesh. We did take breaks from the bar though. We rented a boat and took it out to ocean but of course not without a cooler of liquor. I to this day don’t understand why we kids were even brought on this vacation. It was more traumatic and scary than fun. The sad part is that there is still a video of this vacation in my home movie collection.
Misguided Mommy 