A Known History
"He has a known history of being crazy, and carries a gun under the seat of his car..."
"Yeah, and? That might be true, but what's your point?" is the general punchline given in response, whenever anyone brings it up.
I'm calling it "A Known History," because of that classic quote, but also because it ties in with what this is: it will never be the definitive history nor anything close to a complete one. It is only the known history of this family, whatever partial glimpses that I - with some help from others - have been able to piece together.
If you're a little confused about who's who, sorry, but there's probably not much I can do about that. Like I said, this is a huge family, especially when considering the steps and the halves and the in-laws and so forth. One crucial piece of the decoder key, though, is probably explaining what is meant by "Dad" and "my parents" on these pages.
It occurred to me at a party a few years ago that people were puzzled because I had mentioned two completely different things as far as what my Dad did for a living. I'm so used to doing so that it doesn't even occur to me to explain that I'm talking about two completely different people.
This is a dicey subject, to be sure. Someone is bound to be offended, probably, however I phrase this. And I likely would be, too, in their shoes. But here goes:
1. Dad/Dad M = original dad
2. Dad/Dad K/Stepdad/maybe Pops or "my driver" or other amusing euphemisms = subsequent dad
3. My parents = Mom and #2, at least during the years this blog covers thus far