Dave Sutton's Adventures

Hi I’m Dave,

We’re talking today about family and friends. I was from a family of seven all-together.  I was the oldest brother and  had two older sisters and  a younger brother and sister. Growing up in all this crowd of
people, you think I should not feel all alone but I did.
Hurting deep inside I was not able to tell anyone how I
felt.  My parents  were too busy with other things and siblings around me. So I woke up one morning and stared cussing at people at school.  I cussed at kids on the playground and even the teacher under my breath.  The other kids told on me and the teacher scolded me.  But I did not stop and even grew worse. They did not tell my parents, so I started fighting with my parents – yelling and cussing them out.  They yelled back, but never punished me.  They were too busy getting to work. This all took place between the time I was 8-9 years old.  All I wanted was to know that my parents loved me, because I hardly got a hug from either of them.  When I was older I started becoming the big shepherd watching over my brother/sisters.  At a football game, some punk was bothering my 2nd oldest sister.  He got mouthy at me  and asked  who I was.  She told him, He is my little brother. Punk, he went in to shock.  A model of almost 6ft tall and a 15 year bodybuilder was ready and able to give him pain.  He left quickly.

When I was older I was a bouncer at a hard core rock n roll biker bar club.  There I  had to bail my little brother out fights at times. Also, watching over them must have made me feel part of a family after all. Well, lucky for them…we’ll will talk about friendships next post  …have a
nice day

Dave