Insanity Is Too Mild Of A Word

Insanity is too mild of a word for what entered our quiet small town. What began as an ordinary childhood-filled with summer adventures, Christmas magic, and the safety of loving parents-was shattered the moment a towering stranger with a glass eye and a haunted past appeared at the end of our street. From that day forward, the world I knew began to twist in ways I could never have imagined.

This is the story of a boy growing up in the 1950s and 60s, a time when neighborhoods felt safe, door...