The Year Was 1975

I had just graduated junior high school and our family was moving from Brentwood, NY, to our new home in Setauket, NY.

It was a new house, new town, new school and new friends. It was exciting.

But this was also the start of a five year period of my life best described as a black hole of chaos and confusion. So dysfunctional were these years that I blacklisted this entire period out of the timeline of my life. As far as my brain was concerned these years didn’t exist.

For decades, these five years sat on a shelf in the subbasement of my mind gathering dust like an old, unsolvable cold case file.

40 years after the fact I find out my mother stole the family savings in 1975. This changes everything.

This cold case just got red hot.

My name is Paul Rubino. Welcome to my blog.

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