1967 to be an advisor in Vietnam. I was working at a nursing home and became really close to patients. But it would hurt me when they would pass away, and I got out of that. Then I thought I was going to make a lot of money being a cosmetologist. I started doing people’s hair out of my mother’s home. “Marriage never entered my mind until we moved to Farmington. Back then, it was a big thing to be a go-go dancer, and I was also interested in that. I loved to dance. Still do. My parents let me go to dances every weekend.
That’s where I met Pat’s dad, Bill, the father of my oldest. There was a small town down the road where they had a big barn that had rock and roll. As teenagers, we all went there on the weekend. I went to a few dances with him and he enlisted in the service. But we dated a lot before he left, and I got pregnant. Then he went to Vietnam. But we never married. That’s the last I heard of him. I don’t know if he’s still alive or got killed. “Pat was born in 1967. I was twenty. I went to Canton to stay with my oldest sister. From Farmington, you had to travel to far down into West Virginia to get work, or go north. So I came up to Canton and got a job working at Grant’s, a five-and-dime.
I was saving money so I could go to a cosmetology school which was right across the street. “My brother-in-law, Dwayne, introduced me to Eddie.
Eddie’s brother Otis had a church at the time. They asked me to go to church with them. They said Otis had a nice looking younger brother so I went to church with them. I was raised a Lutheran. I was really shocked, me being in that kind of church. It was storefront with only thirty people. His version of the Bible. He stomped and yelled a lot.
“I sat next to Eddie. Afterwards, a couple days later, we were invited to a weenie roast at Otis’s house. I had Patrick with me. He was nine months old at the time. At the picnic, that’s where I really met Eddie. “We just start talking. He was working for Goodwill as a truck driver. He also did painting on glass. He was painting an advertisement or something for Otis’s church. He asked me, was I married) I-I told him, no, I’ve never been married. And he said he wasn’t | married, which I later found out was a lie. He asked me if I was | dating. I told him I still had feelings for Bill. | “A couple months later I went back to West Virginia with my | mom. And he came all the way down to West Virginia to see me. l We went out to eat while he was down there. He was real mannerly. | He was real polite with my mom. And I came back to Ohio and stayed with my sister. “We began dating. Most of the time we’d go out to the bar and listen to his brother-in-law play. His brother-in-law had a country and western band. Eddie drove a burgundy Firebird. His mother bought it for him.
And he was real good to his mom. Anything she wanted, he would get for her. And he was the same way with my mom. I “We went out three or four times before he even kissed me. And I thought, maybe he was gay, you know, but I didn’t ask. Afterwards I told him, I was having my doubts. I thought, you go out with a boy, the least they’re gonna do is kiss you. But he was just real polite. And he was real nice looking. He had a lot of hair then. It was dark curly. He was clean-shaven and he was well-built “I had no idea he’d just gotten out of the penitentiary at the time. The Family Court hearing room was not built for protocol, but efficiency. Hardly the size of the average living room, it contained only tables, chairs, and a raised platform for a presiding referee. These were closed-door, juvenile proceedings, meant to protect children’s identities. The records of the proceeding were sealed to the public Not that it mattered. On April 17, one day after the Sexton children were removed from their home, local reporters were oblivious to the emergency shelter care hearing and the entire Sexton case. Edward Lee Sexton would later
That’s where I met Pat’s dad, Bill, the father of my oldest. There was a small town down the road where they had a big barn that had rock and roll. As teenagers, we all went there on the weekend. I went to a few dances with him and he enlisted in the service. But we dated a lot before he left, and I got pregnant. Then he went to Vietnam. But we never married. That’s the last I heard of him. I don’t know if he’s still alive or got killed. “Pat was born in 1967. I was twenty. I went to Canton to stay with my oldest sister. From Farmington, you had to travel to far down into West Virginia to get work, or go north. So I came up to Canton and got a job working at Grant’s, a five-and-dime.
I was saving money so I could go to a cosmetology school which was right across the street. “My brother-in-law, Dwayne, introduced me to Eddie.
Eddie’s brother Otis had a church at the time. They asked me to go to church with them. They said Otis had a nice looking younger brother so I went to church with them. I was raised a Lutheran. I was really shocked, me being in that kind of church. It was storefront with only thirty people. His version of the Bible. He stomped and yelled a lot.
“I sat next to Eddie. Afterwards, a couple days later, we were invited to a weenie roast at Otis’s house. I had Patrick with me. He was nine months old at the time. At the picnic, that’s where I really met Eddie. “We just start talking. He was working for Goodwill as a truck driver. He also did painting on glass. He was painting an advertisement or something for Otis’s church. He asked me, was I married) I-I told him, no, I’ve never been married. And he said he wasn’t | married, which I later found out was a lie. He asked me if I was | dating. I told him I still had feelings for Bill. | “A couple months later I went back to West Virginia with my | mom. And he came all the way down to West Virginia to see me. l We went out to eat while he was down there. He was real mannerly. | He was real polite with my mom. And I came back to Ohio and stayed with my sister. “We began dating. Most of the time we’d go out to the bar and listen to his brother-in-law play. His brother-in-law had a country and western band. Eddie drove a burgundy Firebird. His mother bought it for him.
And he was real good to his mom. Anything she wanted, he would get for her. And he was the same way with my mom. I “We went out three or four times before he even kissed me. And I thought, maybe he was gay, you know, but I didn’t ask. Afterwards I told him, I was having my doubts. I thought, you go out with a boy, the least they’re gonna do is kiss you. But he was just real polite. And he was real nice looking. He had a lot of hair then. It was dark curly. He was clean-shaven and he was well-built “I had no idea he’d just gotten out of the penitentiary at the time. The Family Court hearing room was not built for protocol, but efficiency. Hardly the size of the average living room, it contained only tables, chairs, and a raised platform for a presiding referee. These were closed-door, juvenile proceedings, meant to protect children’s identities. The records of the proceeding were sealed to the public Not that it mattered. On April 17, one day after the Sexton children were removed from their home, local reporters were oblivious to the emergency shelter care hearing and the entire Sexton case. Edward Lee Sexton would later
Similar Books
