Before me there was a beautiful teenage girl; she was classically attractive with dark brown eyes and a smile that was present for most everyone in her social life. She had a boyfriend, a handsome blue eyed dreamer. They dated in the late 50’s and early 60’s.

He lived in the public housing near the high school the pair attended. He had a little sister and his mother was working as a nurse. His father was a heavy drinker and moved the family from place to place, school to school taking odd jobs such as carpentry. The boy at an early age was verbally abusive to his sister and had a tendency to lie. This behaviour grew and grew and soon his truth and lies were one.