The Divorce of My Parents

I think on some levels, they were ill-sittered to each other. My mother had hoped for, I knew why she fell in love with it. And he fell for her. He never quit. But she wasn't prepared. She was a demure young girl from southeast,. helping the holler there and just had not been prepared for his boisterous self. His Walter Midheishness, you know, kind of the dreaming and the work on it. It finally got to her to the point that she couldn't.