Why had God placed this life in front of me? To start with, the Lord never gives you more than you can handle. I would be born to parents Joyce and Denny Grant, married at ages seventeen and twenty-three. It was a match made by way of Denny's maternal aunt, Kitty. In 1956 she was my mother's roommate in Camarillo, a California insane asylum. This marriage was a slice of hell, giving birth to three children. Joyce would kill her second born, Jimmy, followed by her hanging me as a two-year-old, three years later. Where does one's life go from there? What were the reasons for these events-or those that followed...