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by Sandra L. Kearse-Stockton (Author)
I was now a nineteen-year-old widow with three kids. Not too many people witness a murder. Then return to that same home and be reminded daily about the death of the person who was shot there and later died. Not just any person died there, but your husband and the father of your children. I am so sorry. Even though it was years ago, some memories never, fade. I cried day in and day out; I could not get it together. He died the same way his mother died, gun violence. Remembering how hurt he was when he lost his mother. I was so mad at God and thinking why would he let this happen.
Author Biography
In the 1940's and the 1950's men ruled the home in a much different way then households are ruled today. Domestic Violence and marital issues arose. The police stayed clear. If the police did happen to be called on the scene nothing happened because they believed a mans home was his castle and anything or anyone in it was his property. Sandra watched her father beat and mentally abuse her mother with no recourse, She vowed to never fall victim to the abuse she witnessed as a child. Sandra broke that vow as she fell victim and experienced the things she witnessed as a child.
