Childhood: had free run of my grandparents' plantation as long as I ran softly (Indian style) and carried a big stick I owned the world. Happiest then at 9 because I made my first very own money (still have 1st pay envelope!); had a granddaddy that didn't believe in prejudice of any kind (except "white trash") and gave me no slack and respect to everyone. 1st child: Now best friend though 1,000's of miles apart. He accepts me, understands me, and stands up for me, and, most of all, he was a happy, happy kid. 2d marriage: 1st three years of it: Life, love, and happiness. Learned all men are not bad jealous, that there is a difference and felt like the best person in the world. Had a little girls who stopped folks dead in their tracks with her outside beauty, but always responded, "I'm only beautiful when I act beautiful" and still believes it--put together with all the best genes from way back. The 10 yrs I spent hiding out on a forgotten bayou in home-state of gave me time to appreciate that I could have been bitter or angry, but wasn't. So very, very glad I'm a basically happy soul.Still help othermaybe not in money but in lack of discrimination -- thanks grandaddy! Most important to me!