When I was a child and I felt sad, I would sit over a heating vent on the floor, and put my face in the warm air coming from the forced air furnace in the basement. unfounded When the police officer in Canada sent me the email summarizing the police report from 1997, I sat by the gas fireplace …
childhood sexual abuse
Where is the grave of the man we called Uncle Carl?
I know the man my family called Uncle Carl committed suicide. The police told me he was dead when I first tried to find him in 1997. Carl Schack molested me when I was a child. I wanted to prevent him from harming other children. He had taken care of that himself. I want to see the police report. …
“Mommy, I have a secret.”
I called my mother and asked her if she remembered when I told her my secret; the secret I had promised, the man we called Uncle Carl, to keep. She said, "I remember, you told me a few days after he left." I remember telling her. I remember what I said. I have a crisp memory of …
