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My Uncle Kenny was the baby of the family and the only son. He was a good-looking and confident kid that, according my mother, the neighborhood girls used to follow around. Drinking was a way of life in my mother's family. My grandfather was a New York City cop known for his sense of humor and the raucous parties that he liked to throw. My grandmother was a housewife. Both drank profusely and after a while it affected their parenting. My mother, the oldest, got married and left at 21. My aunt, the middle child, got pregnant at 16 because no one was supervising her and her boyfriend. Soon s...
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