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August 28, 2013

little Dwayne

dwayne passed a week before Christmas 2010. He and two roommates died in a house fire caused by faulty string of Christmas lights. dwayne was a gentle soul who struggled with addictions. he was a...


August 28, 2013

Ray

Ray was a dear friend who passed in 2003, who lived with us for a number of years. My wife and I have always had people living with us from the day we returned from our honeymoon. Ray was one of ...


August 28, 2013

Rehearsing dreams

I have been told I need to rehearse my dreams. I said I don't need to rehearse them THEY are etched forever in my mind and they're nightmares not dreams. I have three of them that replay every ni...


August 14, 2013

Jello

I love Jell-O. My favorite is raspberry. I get cravings sometimes. But I hate it when I make it and somebody else eats it. That used to bug me about the foster homes. Harry told me how to make su...


August 14, 2013

Shelter

Shelter was a holding pen for children awaiting placement in homes or other places. I spent a lot of time at shelter. It was kinda like open YDC but it wasn't punitive. YDC was just up the hill h...


August 14, 2013

crayons

My barely older foster brother used to eat crayons. Seriously. He used to eat the vinyl edging off the furniture hampers where we put our vacuum. I bought him a box of crayons for Christmas and w...


August 14, 2013

Heather's fence

I "stole" a milktruck when I was 5. My older brother told me to go in and pull this lever and push the pedal. and I did. It started moving and I jumped out. It crashed into my neighbours fence at...


August 14, 2013

Smoking

I used to smoke I started at the grouphome. I quit frequently. I started because they gave them to me and besides there was nothing else to do. I never got addicted. I was able to stop cold turke...


August 14, 2013

Eating out

I hated going to restaurants to eat out. It was mostly an adult thing. We were dragged along because we had to neat too. Usually it was boring. I use to cure my boredom by spreading salt on the t...


August 11, 2013

Wife's workplace and family

Even though my wife works with the sex crimes unit for the police as a victim support worker of children and adult survivors of childhood sexual abuse. She feels extremely threatened, humiliate...


August 10, 2013

going to school

I only ever went to one school. It didn't matter where I lived I went to the same school. I guess that made sense because otherwise there would be be registrations every time I moved and with bei...


August 10, 2013

Rose

Rose was one of the waitresses I worked with. She was extremely nice and she noticed that I had some feminine mannerisms. Doreen worked me hard to rid myself of all the girlishness but I only sta...


August 10, 2013

Dish washing

I got a job as a dishwasher across the street from dads. I started at 3 and worked to close. I got shifts everyday if I wanted. Usually I got Monday's off as they are typically slow for restauran...


I run a food program every Tuesday. We serve freshly made chili, home made banana bread, bread from one of the local bakeries and ice tea or hot chocolate depending on the season. This has bee...


August 10, 2013

WHO ARE YOU

I really like this movie. There is one part in this movie that impacted me. The scene just before the brawl in the bar when the kid asks who do you think you are. And Robert Duvall goes into t...


August 10, 2013

Whoops

Bobby and I were once again finishing our day bottle collecting. We had a wooden wagon with plywood on the sides and our wagon was full we had it tied securely so nothing would fall out. We were ...


August 10, 2013

Robbie

Robbie didn't like me. I had no idea why but he had it out for me. We were both in secure custody in YDC and he was always yelling and screaming he was going to kill me. The unit manager Charlie...


August 10, 2013

Laura

Laura was a bitch I could tell right from day one. She was in everybody's face If I could point my finger at somebody and say she planted those clothes in my room .I would say it was her. She mad...


August 10, 2013

Andy

I met Andy at the convenience store where he worked. I spent a lot of time at convenience stores. I liked Andy. He was the manager. I found out his wife and newborn were killed by an impaired dri...


August 10, 2013

Mayonaisse

I went to a restaurant. I enjoy eating out. Anyways when the waitress walks up to us I comment that she has some mayonnaise on her face. She said that's not mayonnaise I just popped a zit. We got...


August 10, 2013

sub shop

I worked at the sub shop for two months. Chris, the owner was moving to another city and getting married and so he sold his halfs of the restaurants to the other owners. I really wasn't living a...


August 10, 2013

Mac in smac

Mac was a best friend. He was a person I met at the institution. One of the many who came out more emotionally disturbed than when he went in. Mac in smac died in a hit and run on the side of the...


August 10, 2013

DMS

I started a building maintenance company. I bought a used uhaul truck to move materials and equipment to jobsites. One of my friends asked me if he could start a moving company and use the truck&...


August 10, 2013

Gun=1

I was 10 years old. Bobby and I went bottle collecting. We walked up one house and knocked on the door. When the guy opened it I asked him if he had any popbottles. He said no but I have this for...


August 10, 2013

bank account

Loretta also took me and opened a chequing account for me, It had only 200 dollars in it but it was mine Eventually more would be put in and we would talk about budgeting expenses. We had a lot o...


Book Description

Noun ; a small part, piece, or thing

This is a collection of thoughts, experiences, and stories of my life. THEY ARE FACTUAL, but are not chronological. They encompass the worst and the best. Some experiences will be told in snippets. I will change names and keep locations hidden to protect my privacy and those who may be guilty of causing me harm of which there were many.

Do not judge me by my words. I am not ashamed of my past, present or future. My deeds or choices that I have made or that were forced upon me have made me who I am be it better or worse.

This is not the whole story. Eventually enough will be told to be able to piece my life together. For now it like me is fragmented.