I was born in
In 1971, I was taken away from my parents because my mom had schizophrenia and my dad was an alcoholic. I was placed in many foster home because I had a lot of emotional problems and physical needs. This was due to the constant abuse that I endured from the hands of my mother. I spent three years in a cast because she dislocated my right shoulder and broke my elbow. In February of 1973, my dad was driving home drunk from a rodeo in
As one door closes another door opens; in 1974, I was adopted to Edith and Mike Firman. They were just married and they wanted a big family. My mother has a heart of gold and over time I forgot about the past. I was the oldest of three children and was normally the babysitter of Nicole and Scotty. I grew up as a normal teenager and had a large extended family. My grandparents always needed help during the summer running their ranch. I have written many stories of the experiences I had on the ranch. And in the last years of my grandmother’s life, I was able to share these stories with her. My mom told me that when my grandmother read these stories. It brought tears of happiness to her. She past away last November at the age of 89, I believe that she had long and fruitful life.
The year 1987 was the beginning of my adult life. I graduated high school at Billings Senior High and then went into nursing school. I was a traveling nurse for eleven years; I worked at small hospitals and nursing homes all over
I’m currently going back to school to get my Bachelor in history and archeology. So someday; I can teach high school. I can’t get any Social Security tell I’m seventy-eight; therefore, I want to find a job that is not as physically straining in my older years. Someone once told me if I want to be known after death, “write a book!” I enjoy history and archeology so much that I want to write books about the past.
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