Visitation
Forward TO VISITATION
During the season of late winter, early spring of 1989 an event occurred that had an incredible impact on my life. To preface my naming of that event I must provide a bit of history. Four years
previously I had graduated from college with a major in Comprehensive Sociology and a minor in Psychology, but seemed to find only odd jobs here and there. My parents were both disabled, so
even though technically I wasn’t working, I stayed very busy. My sister Pamela, who is nine years younger than I am, was also still at home, but was of the age and mindset that she did not wish to be burdened with such responsibilities.