He would jokingly say things like "my own parents didn't even want me, so i know i'm fucked up" but i knew he really felt that way. His foster parents... were cruel to him, they would say things like "that's why your mom gave you up nigger" he was adopted by a racist white couple( odd right). He lived with then from the age of 3 until he was 13. When he was 13 he joined a gang, and went head first into the street life. Selling d**gs, and murdering rival gang members was a like second nature to. I have known this lady whom I will call Kim for more than 20 years. We’ve always been close but nothing has ever happened between us. We are just good solid friends. We were having coffee and I suggested we go to the park since it was a beautiful day. We hoped in my truck, left her car there and headed out. We talked the whole time and when we arrived we got out a sat together at a picnic bench that was off by itself. Nothing was closer than 50 yards away so we were not worrying about anyone. Yeah, theysaid he wasn't guilty but they also said they weren't sureif he was innocent either; just that they didn't haveenough evidence to take him to court. So he went back tohis office expecting to return to his old normal life onlyto discover that he was being immediately transferred to anew position at a much smaller and peaceful station.At the new station, he had to prove himself again to hisnew fellow employees that he was a good cop and to earntheir trust that he wouldn't be involved in. They might need a baby sitter, but frankly I think they have a daycare in mind. Doesn’t June have any interests?” I asked.“She likes to do hair,” Marty said. “She is good at it, but she doesn’t really have a burning desire to do that.”“Well, maybe she can find something that interests her. If she does, the family can help,” I suggested.We kept working on our crops while the family drama played out. I was sure every family had their dramas. Ours just required that I think hard before taking any.