My Family - Dad:
Claude E Wallace
DOB: Apr 13 1932 Tn.
My dad was a strange person, as a young kid about 6 years old I remember one night he and my mom had a fight, they argue a lot and drank often but this time it was different for you see that morning we went with our mom to her job at the local bowling alley, and introduced us to someone named Chuck and that she was going to leave our dad and marry him and she wanted our opinion.
I remember crying and saying no. that night at home the fireworks started. I had two stuffed dogs called brutes and baby I loved them very much and sleep with them nightly. Then one night my dad came into my room and saw me sleeping with them, he grabbed them said no son of mine is going to sleep with stuffed animals, I found hem in the trash that morning all torn apart.
I felt secure when I had them and now that was gone. As I got older I quickly discovered that my dad was not all right, He was belt happy and took out is frustrations on my brother and I weekly. One day I was at a church and a female church worker asked us to help sweep all the trash out the back, she handed me a broom and I swept it cross her foot as a joke and she slapped me hard across the face. I turned and looked at my dad and he did and said nothing.
All my life he avoided confrontations with other people. Another time my dad thought it would be a good idea to have all my dental nerves severed so he found someone and had it done, at the age of 7 tied to a dental chair going through the kind of pain that nobody should go through, the amount of damage done then and my life after is that I will never be able to smile or laugh out loud in fear of someone seeing what is left of my teeth and gums. That procedure was abolished by law in 1980.
We did move a lot, every year we moved to another city mostly during a school year, so we never stayed long enough to make friends. It was strange because he always worked at the same place as a sheet metal worker. This did not help us at all during our junior and high school years.
Orange Hi, Santa Ana Valley HI, Buena Park Hi, And Compton Hi as reported by the State, although I never lived in Compton.
Unlike most kids when a teacher gives you homework they have their parents to help them if needed, but not with our dad, he gets very mad if ask him for any help with school work, He bought a complete encyclopedia set and told us that if we need help with our school work find the answers there. He does not want us to ever bother him with anything when it comes to school.
I had a major problem at school and I could not get him to help me with it at all, from school bullies and later in life when I was raped by a Hi-School teacher.
All through my life my dad believed that his boys would not amount to anything, he considered us as worthless shit. One time my mom and dad told us to never wake him while he was sleeping for he was trained to kill from his army Special Forces years. But I found his DD214 and no, He was only a field artillery private that was medically discharged after serving only 1 year.
It was not until much later in life he began to realize he made a mistake in the way he raised us, as young adults we became very independent and held some very fun and high wage earning jobs.
Near the end he tried to shows us some love but by then was too little too late. Shortly after he died at Buena Park drive in with my mom beside him at the age of 54. I did not respect my dad because I feared him more. Now that he is gone I am relieved knowing I will never need to fear him again. The effects he had on my life been unexpected: I am afraid to form a relationship. I do not want to become someone like him. But my anger within is there so, I know this part of the family tree
must die. Later in life we did learn that our dear daddy shacked up with another female before meeting our mom and got her pregnant and then ran away from his responsibilities. If I only knew it back then, what a looser. No wonder this family is all fucked up.
Family My Mom:
Mildred L Weston / Wallace
As a kid my mom let’s say was not the smart one to ask for help of any kind, I asked her one day
when i got home from my 6th grade school, If the north pole is cold then what would the south
pole be and she answered right away Hot.
She would have made a great step ford wives. She went with everything our dad said and did
during his life.
It wasn't long before her passing she informed me that something was wrong with me and she wanted to tell me why.
I was about 4 years old she said that I ingested rat poison and they found me in bed blue and not breathing. They took me to the hospital that was near by and they pumped my stomach out and got my hart started again and I started to breath. The doctors informed them that there was nothing else that could do and that I was not expected to live through the night, my mom and dad was allowed to take me home. But I lived, I was the slowest runner in school, got D's & F's all through my schools years, when the school started snooping that they would tell them that I was just lazy than we moved, they never told anyone what happened not even to me. They would never tell me even when I asked Why I am so slow and so stupid all the time.
Family Step Dad:
But after his death she married Mr.Ronald Rey ex-Air Force. Who just lost his wife from cancer.
They hit it off from the start they knew they wear meant for each other; he was a retired English
Teacher that was fun to watch being my mom was a southern girl. But they made it work for
them, he took her all over the world and it was good to see them once in a while when i visited.
He was a real step dad that became my friend who I could talk with for hours I can ask him
anything he loved a good conversation.
My mom went on to become a Teacher for the handicapped special education school , A nurse
taking care of the old folks, a scout mother, boys and girl scouts. Campfire girl’s Leader. A
preacher – minister,
* Personal Note *
I was my mom’s caregiver for over 20 years , not once did my sisters or any of Rons kids come to help with Ron and my
mother after all this time, it was not tell she had her last stroke and was dying that they become suspiciously caring , I had everything all worked out as per my mom’s wishes, During all our time together we talked a lot about what if and what do you want done, She made sure of it all by signing the power of attorney to me, and when she was in the hospital my sister Diana showed up after all this time at the hospital and wanted to see the power of attorney papers, I got them from home and returned to the hospital and showed her and the first words out of that bitches mouth was Not how can I be of help. But that I am going to fight you and have this power of attorney null and void.
She conned the doctors into taking her orders only and I was left out of the loop, even after I showed the doctors that I have the power of attorney and my sister Diana and Debbie was the only family names not even on the papers, there was a reason for that my mom once said. But the doctors ignored me and my mother’s wishes, Diana got my other sisters involved it this takeover plot and they did it freely without any thought of what my mom wanted. My mom was allergic to fentanyl but when I visited my mom at the hospital she was on a fentanyl IV. I was able to say good bye to my mom for the last time before my sisters took her away from me forever. All though I had a place close to my home set for her they placed her in a funeral home in Whittier, CA too far for me to travel. My vehicle was in need of repairs and could not be driven
that distance. Knowing that she was asking for me not able to get to her was killing me and her. It was not long after she passed on, it took no time at all before my sisters started asking about mom’s jewelry and finances, I advised them she had none, That was also my mom’s wishes she believed that they do not deserve anything. They never cared about her after all these years. They thought the house they wear living at was hers so they could sell it and force my brother and I out. They took off running when we informed them that this house does not belong to Mom or Ron.
I will never forgive them for the death of my mom, nor do I wish any contact with them from now on. They are all DEAD to me.
Family Sisters: Denise L Wallace.- Debra L Wallace - Diana L Wallace All Dead to me.
Diana had a reputation in Hi school with shacking with anyone she could find. She got knocked up by a person who lived across the street where we lived. And after Jenifer was born he left and was never seen from again. After time she hooked with a US Marine who was in love with Diana and her kid Jenifer. He provided them with everything she could wish for but she wanted a lot more then he could provide and left him with 3 more kids shortly after the passing of Jenifer. She is still using her ability to con people with what she wishes done today. Another who will get what she deserves in time.
My Brother
Robert is a strange kid a bit of an odd ball, seams he is always finding trouble everywhere he goes. Got into drugs, sex and rock n roll, Another Hi school dropout, in trouble with the law on weekly bases. When he turned 16 I took him and got his driver’s license, and his first real job, in time he was no longer was into the same shit he did years ago. He found another use for the head on top of his body rather the one below the waist line. He settled down to become the average
Joe worrying about life, bills and taxes.. We now share a home 50/50 on all bills, kind of like the Odd Copple 1968.
I had another Brother named Charles E Wallace a year before I was born, he died at the hospital, the doctor was drunk broke his neck doing delivery. so they say.