Hello!
It was a quiet afternoon today, I did F all and I pondered
all day about genes and genealogy… Yeaaaah.. you see when I’m gone I would like
my kids to know where their origins are from; unlike me that had to dig to find
the real truth about who I am. I was thrown half stories that I had to complete
and correct at the same time… so where and who I come from are very important
to me. Noticed i don’t care if they were royalty or stuff like that, no. I just
want to know who they are…which lead me to the question of the day: I’m bald,
what gives?
You see we’re 4 and 75% of us are bald as a bowling ball;
and I know for a fact that on my father side there is hair galore among the
Guzman men. Heck, last time I saw my dad he must have been 65 and he had an
Elvis haircut!! For crying out loud, my grandfather on el Ruco (dad) side had
hair when I left the country in 1976 and he was probably in his 70s…And on my
mother’s side, well the 2 Aviles brothers both died with a full set of hair… my
older male cousins all have hair…so are we three the fruit of forbidden love?...
I always thought that my brother with hair was the odd one out, but now that I do the
maths it all adds up! I think that the best looking of the bunch have a
different dad!! Yeah!! I’m not calling my mother anything, she’s my mother and I
love her; but logic dictates that she had fun… at least 3 times…. And I’m
guessing it was a “same time next year” type of relationship….I know, I’m going
to hell….See what free time on your hands does to you?
Take care folks!
PS Don't complain, at least you have hair....hope you sneeze one day and your hair falls off
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