My Brother 1962

My brother

When my brother was 15 in 1962, my parents decided to put him in a state institution. They decided and told us that he was too much to handle and that if they kept him at home it would be bad for us three. I cried all the way to Wrentham state school. I begged my parents to not do this. But there was nothing I could do. When Chris went in to this place he could dress himself and communicate. Within a few years he was totally helpless and had been abused on a regular basis. 15 years later the state actually started taking care of these people but it was too late for my brother.


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