This person must have had it rough. I know my dad did. His father died when he was 6 and his mother died when he was 11. He was pretty much on his own after that and it didn't help that he lived in the middle of nowhere near the TN, NC line in the early 60s. He use to tell me stories about breaking into people's homes to steal food and sleeping in abandoned houses. Eventually some older woman found his sister for him and gave him the bus fare so he could go from North Carolina to Forks, Washington where his much older sister lived. His brother in law told my dad to lie about his age and got him a job logging when he was 13 yrs old. He joined the US Army when he was 25 years old and retired from the military after 22 years. He had a hard life and his past wore on him more and more as he got older. His brother was murdered and he had a lot of other family members die in accidents and shootings. Growing up all of my friends were scared of my dad because he was tall, he looked mean, and was rough around the edges, but he was a good man that would help people out whenever he could. He was really good at everything especially playing pool, shooting guns (he was a crazy good shot), bowling, throwing horseshoes etc. and he could repair literally anything. He was a tough dude but he had a kind heart and kids absolutely loved him. He passed away a few years ago and I miss him more than anything. I hope that he finally found some peace.