A Tale Of My Mom

My mom passed over 20 years ago. She and dad were married for 45 years. I am the eldest of her six kids. Vernon, my brother, died at 6 months old. I have 3 brothers and a sister. Mom's childhood in the ghetto of Baltimore was horrific, filled with rejection and pain. Her dad was shot and killed by accident while witnessing two men arguing in the street. Devastated, her mother became a drunkard, leaving mom (10) and her sister (12) alone for weeks. The two girls literally searched garbage looking for food. They endured numerous horrors.