Test one
What you are about to read is fiction. Fiction woven around real people in my family. But fiction. It is not true. It is my feelings and memories of real events based on flawed memories and family hearsay ... Nobody can agree on solid facts and perhaps that is good thing? Maybe I am the only sane person in my family. And the mere fact that I write that makes me feel insane. Hanging on to your sanity in a crazy family is almost impossible. Almost. Thank goodness I have though. Feel free to judge for yourself. I hope to move on to some famous people in my family eventually. Their fame and success makes me wonder if several generations ago insanity, and a kind of genius that went with it were already present. Perhaps in the genes. The photograph is someone I never met ... And yet I know them very well. Or do I? Are they the same person 55 years later? Were they even the same person 5 years later? I was born withi...