Grew up in a small town of * 600, where my Dad was a BMOC with his own Plumbing and Heating Co. My Mom taught piano, liked baking but was a lousy cook (mention her meatloaf and my brother, Bud, and my Dad ran for cover! Mom eventually went back to Minot Teacher's College getting her teachin credential the same year Bud and I graduated from UND. Our family was 'well-off', my dad drank to excessivness, my Mom taught 4tn grade, and Bud took off and to join the Navy. I was scared to death of my dad: he was either working or drinking.
College was like being set free!! I joined a 'good' fraternity, played first and, eventualy, lead clarinet and was a good piano player.