Orphan Octobers: Beatings, Bars, and Baseball

I've written my memoir from my birth in 1949 and up to 1979. It tells of my successes and my failures, there were many, or this would be a comic book.
It's about my adoption when I was three months old, what luck, I was chosen by a future Hall of Fame sportswriter and his beautiful wife. What could be better? This family would be every orphan's best dream. I was a prince the first five years of my life, spoiled rotten I'm told. After my adopted mother started birthing "real," children, I los...