My aunt died of
Inflammatory Carcinoma, My first uncle of AIDS (he wasn't gay, just a frickin animal with women), my other uncle was a genius, spoke 11 languages self-taught, sang opra, was honored by performing in the Festival of Two Worlds with Gian-Carlo Menotti. Unfortunately with all that genius came mental illness. He began to develop Schizoprenia, and from then on spent most of his life in institutions. I spoke to him one time when I was around 5 years old. He died a few years later of cancer of the pancreas.
My grandmother on my mom's side died when I was 2 yrs old, and my grandfather died a few years before her. I never knew him. My uncle, the one who died of AIDS died 2 years before I was born. My Aunt when I was 5.
My father is a drunk who's currently MIA somewhere. His parents dont even bother calling me. In fact, i called them a few weeks ago. They're 91 and 92. They wondered why I was calling- hmmm. Not for you 2. I was looking for my father but apparently they dont know where he is either.
In conclusion, boo-fucking-hoo for me. I have no family except my mother and a dog. Get the violins out, please. People can control their futures by not smoking or doing drugs, it's very simple. It's their choice.
I didnt get to choose not to have any family.