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ARTHRITIS IS SOMETHING Papa had, always moaning. Soughing. & groaning. Dad. Pinched nerve in his back. Always moaning. Soughing. & groaning. Both of them got old. Then I went through a window. Got arthritis. Always moaning. Soughing. & groaning. (Till my La-z-boy!) Hereditary determinism. Learned behavior. Now my calling is memoirs. Always reflecting. DIGGING up old memories to write about. Reflect over. My biggest pain was when Granny told a boldfaced lie. Said a promised truck was a dream. Hardigree road & my 79 Toyota are part of my ugly past never to be seen again. 79 Toyota was all I could afford. Daily broke down. Daily needed parts. Filled me with enormous rage. Set me on a trek of revenge, journeying of paying back. I drank, partied 23 months then went through a car window. Part of the stupid revenge I was looking for. It made me dependent on my family. I had say when I was getting hustled by TMC & Dr. Callahan. I knew they were best avoided. I, a past