Hey Josh, the people who took me in. They wouldn’t feed me, they locked me in my room at night and made me piss in a can if I had to shit I had to hold it. I was beaten, kicked, slapped, called names, sexually assaulted, and finally I ran away. I was found, underweight, clearly abused in every way and I was placed in foster care, and at this point nothing mattered to me. I was mean, unfriendly, standoffish, always ready to fight. My older sister married and went on with her life leaving me to do whatever. Nothing hurt worse than that. As you all know, I am still unable to allow her back into my life to a certain degree, I blame her for all the pain I endured I just do. Hey Carm…how did Sir Paul answer your question? How did he get in? I admire him and wish I could have met him.