Sad thoughts. History... And how much love is worth.

This is how much love is worth.

When they stole your kids the family would move to be close and also to protect them.

One class of children was exterminated because the budget wasn't enough to feed them. And buried out back. Recently unearthed. And breaks your soul to know what happens when you give children to monsters.

My grandfather was chained to a radiator. And worse. He did tell me some. And that he never learned to love but to pass on hate and pain.

But we learned... Listened. Forgave him and loved him. He walks on. The family now has to heal from this schooling and culture.

They would sell children. Actually you could get a thank you note and child with no questions.

Oh welfare? Handouts? Native American reservations have commodities. Commods is popular. You get a shopping spree. Oh wait that's your monthly allocation of food. And the the checks...

Oh yeah just wait until you see it. It is food. Processed and unhealthy. Imagine if you were delivered army rations forever... And not the mre nice ness and super packaging!

But the old canned everything...

I know as it kept us alive. More than one year it was all we could do to survive. Commods were something we actually ate and gave thanks for.

When you are starving? Any food is a blessing.

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