Growing Up in Eastern Kentucky; My Young Life in the Appalachian Mountains

Humorous small stories of my life as a child growing up in the Daniel Boone National Forest. I was a bit of a loner, the youngest of four. One sister, my oldest sibling, then the youngest of three boys. I had a privileged life and the BEST MOTHER in the world. My cousins from out of town, literally thought she was and Angel sent from Heaven. I thought that too! I had five broken bones by the time I was five years old and numerous stitches, too many to count. My father was a narcissist, and my middle brother syndrome is still a violent narcissist. I can't believe I made it through life without one of them killing me.