Talking About What I've Found

I told Sarah about my half brothers Michael and William tonight and what I have found out about them recently. I didn't think I would share this so soon, but it felt good to talk about it with her.

She reminded me that she has a video interview of Dad from several years back which I had forgotten about. She had interviewed her grandpa as part of a video class project. She recounted that Dad had talked about the incident when he had come home in 1943, and apparently found Margaret in bed with another man. If this is true, it would explain all the shouting and fighting that Michael remembered at such a young age. Is it true? I really can't say at this point. But, it does add some fire to the story.

So, how can we assess the past. As Patrick reminded me, there are always explanations for things, and are people really evil? Probably not, just caught up in circumstances beyond their control maybe? Or maybe they are lost; sometimes desperately lost, trying to find their way, but all they can do is stumble and run into walls as they go. I remember Dad saying to me once that there was a period in his life when he had gone away, and lost his memory; perhaps he had a breakdown. Maybe the things he had experienced at this point in his life were too much for him to bear; maybe the realization about his life was just too much. I wonder; and I believe that he was someone who was lost, for a time, and in his life he fought desperately to just survive; and that was his natural state.

So, I will keep searching on the internet for more info about Michael and William. How can I not?