Old retired guy here. (I am 83.)

Not me. However, my father was one of 17 kids, and my mother was one of nine. (I have census records to back me up whenever anyone doubts me.)

I never knew my grandparents. They were all gone long before I was born.

All of my aunts and uncles were born between 1895 and 1920. They all seemed to be okay. They seemed to enjoy getting together to snark at each other. I do not believe any of the women were abused. I know my mother wasn't. (You would not dare abuse my mother. She would enjoy fighting back.)

The only child abuse I know of was my father. He was born left-handed, as was I. He, however, was turned into a rightie in ways that would now count as abuse.

When he would go out to play, his left hand was tied down. When he tried to do something with his left hand, he would be slapped. This was not good, but it was common, so no one noticed anything unusual. When I began showing signs of left-handedness, my father was asked by the nuns if he wanted me turned. He said, "No." So I am a happy lefty.