Many will say, ‘why didn’t you leave then? I really don’t have an answer except the standards. I had no place to go, no means of support, and no help. And, even then I loved him. I wanted us to have chance to get back what we’d had before, but I couldn’t do it. I thought I could eventually make him see reason, if he would just stop drinking long enough and we’d be a family again. I didn’t consciously think it in so many words, but the feeling was there.

Over Thanksgiving Holiday, in 2001, everything changed again, eroding hope even more. The next article details the high cost of Wildfire Out of Control.