Hints... hm. Only to the extent that my mother could read my discussions that were in public LJ entries. I had known that her father was an alcoholic... and that her mother had been beaten at times, not that the kids there were also targets. I had not known about my father's stories, i.e., why he dreaded Fridays as a kid (his father returned home on Fridays) or why he was relieved to leave home when he joined the Air Force.
They were both receptive, my father was pretty relaxed about it. He's always been a good storyteller or narrator, and he is able to distance himself enough to talk about it openly. He was sad and disappointed at some of my revelations, but not surprised.
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Date: 2004-12-20 03:12 am (UTC)They were both receptive, my father was pretty relaxed about it. He's always been a good storyteller or narrator, and he is able to distance himself enough to talk about it openly. He was sad and disappointed at some of my revelations, but not surprised.