Dust, Drugs And the Depression Driven Off by the Wind

A potpourri of religious fanaticism, sun blotting dust clouds and acrippling depression served to make me investigate the question: Howdid I make my way through this without jail, violence or a mentalhospital? Because of the brutality, I had to learn the meaning offorgiveness. Because of the dust, I learned to enjoy nature and itsbeauty. I learned to appreciate the toughness of those surviving therigors of the Big Depression. Living with a very taciturn father and mother left me with manyquestions. The rewards coming from my tears, the love and caring offriends, both lay and professional, brought me to a point ofreconciliation with myself, despite a family that was torn asunder. Otherrewards included the many stories that came from those zany dustyears, writing passionate essays about the penchant for wars andfinally, the development of a feeling of compassion for those who suffer. The words: All happy families are the same. Unhappy ones differ intheir own way. However, no one needs to live in thrall to an unhappychildhood.Page, Hugh is the author of 'Dust, Drugs And the Depression Driven Off by the Wind' with ISBN 9780595395224 and ISBN 0595395228.