At an early age he hit the booze not knowing any other life no one imagined the reason at all He had time to take on a wife?. Mary was delicate and petite to a point she was invisible for the eye to see just why she took on this massive task She was within her rights to flee. She tried in vain to change McGregor but old habits died very hard even producing five handsome sons With another one on the cards.. The violence came, the abuse started this petite flower was duly drained scared when he eventually came home Their marriage realistically strained. His womanizing and alcohol addiction finally, came to a head his antics and daily blackouts Inevitably he would be dead. Mary watched as her lover detached from her and all of their kin McGregor wanted nothing from them Just booze, and to stay within. Eventually the old man died and on his tomb it said "being dependent on booze is no way to live" give it up and live for today.
My name is William Sinclair Manson. I am 60 years young, I am Scottish but now living in a small village in England. I have been blogging for many Years but recently joined Wordpress and I love it. I have made many new dedicated friends here and hope to meet more around the World.