I was still a swaddling little tike. Not much happened this year that I can remember other than the fact that this was when my mother and father's marriage fell apart completely. Dad moved out, and Mom and I moved to Pennsauken NJ to live with one of her weird girlfriends. Please don't take the fact that I call her weird as something offensive because it is not. As I learned close to 15 years later, she was very strange. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. She was there for my mother and me when Dad hooked up with Margaret, a South Philadelphia prostitute, and took off on us. The good stuff started in 1969, so you have one more year to get through before the fun stuff starts.