But behind the facade this family had created lurked secrets so dark, so painful for this one little boy, that his life would never be the same. Lineage, tradition, making the right impression-these were matters of great importance, especially to the mother. To all appearances, their life seemed ideal. They gave parties, hosted picnics, went to church-just like their neighbors. They lived on a sunny street in a small college town nestled neatly in a leafy valley. They were parents to three bright, smiling children: two boys and a girl. The father was a respected professor, the mother a witty and elegant lady, someone everyone loved. To all appearances, he and his family lived an almost idyllic life. A few years before, a noble war had been won, and now life had returned to normal.įor one little boy, however, life had become anything but "normal." It was the 1950s, a time of calm, a time when all things were new and everything seemed possible.
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