"I despise you Judith Ann, I curse the day we adopted you and your brother! We owe you nothing because you are nothing!" said Mother as saliva pooled at the corners of her mouth. She began to recklessly punch her daughter about the head and face, that unprovoked outburst resulted from nothing other than seeing her 7 year old daughter in 'her home.' "Go ahead say it Judith Ann" and with that my clue was given, "I know Mother, I know I deserve nothing because I am nothing, and I am worth even less then that." I said it as vehemently as one tells a child they're loved. My older adopted brother Jimmy was in for it next. Although Mother never gave it to him in quite the same way, it didn't mean that Jim was off the hook. For that very same evening Father would begin his violent, alcohol induced rages that may very well leave him slumped and bleeding in the corner of his bedroom. That was only the beginning of that evening's terror because on many nights, Father would come to me next. As the story continues, Mother did go on to have 2 biological children, her beloved son and daughter. The doctor's admonition that conception would never occur, was certainly incorrect. Jim and I spent a lifetime paying for that transgression. Judy's physical damage required over ten surgeries to repair 'years old' bodily damage, discovered in early adulthood where doctor upon doctor inquired, "how did this happen to you, who did this to you?" Unfortunately for Jimmy, a once bright and gifted straight A student, life since age 18 has him confined to mental facilities/ group home settings, never having the ability to live on his own. This is due to Jim's propensity toward violent outbursts, copying the abhorrent behavior Father unleashed at him for some eighteen years. "Not One of Them" A Story of Adoption, Alcoholism & Abuse takes the reader to a place - a life, that no one would ever believe exists in a free country.