Autobiography of a 21 year old
What do I remember. Oh, the unbelievable autobiography of Krys.
What do I remember? I can’t say exactly. I can tell you what I
see, I can tell you of my dreams, I can tell you what I feel, or
rather what I don’t feel. But it would take forever to do this.
Do you have the thyme? If you do sit a spell and I will weave
for you an amazing concoction of webbery that you nor I will know
what to believe. Fret not, I don’t expect you to.
Born Oct. 9 1970 to Janet Harrington and Thomas Dauchy
Father was a lousy husband
around on my mother
was never home
Trouble started (I remember) when I was two
mother was in hospital with digestion problems due to nerves
parents started business, fire safety store
I don’t remember parents being around much
Grew up on farm
mostly adults
large, close extended family
several cousins
Only child
told that “after you, we didn’t need any more”
you were enough to keep anyone busy”
heard that after they had me they learned their lesson about having kids
phantastic imagination
love of animals
few social skills
never fit in with kids in school
much more intellectually mature
(entered 9191)
