I have often spoken of my friends who adopted four kids and the one son was too troubled to live at home so he was sent to residential treatment. But the family still engaged with him. It seemed like a perfect marriage, perfect family. You know the type. Several years ago the mother died of a blood clot after a hysterestomy. She was 42. It was SO sad. We had an age difference but were close to the family. This left the awesome, grieving father with four minor children. Everyone scrambled to support him and his family. We had all loved them both so much. A few months after his wife died Jumper saw him making out in a restaurant with another woman. We thought it was soon but that he was probably very lonely and sad. Who were we to judge? A tragedy like that had not happened to us. Fast forward many years. The kids are grown, except for the very youngest in her teens. I thought they had moved out of town but I saw a daughter working at a Dollar Tree. Later she went on break and we talked. She had moved back to our town. Her father had married a foreign woman and dumped his entire family, never sees the children. The two oldest girls, 18 and 23, live together. The 18 year old had been living with her granddmother but she died. Then her other grandmother died. She and her sister are alone. Youngest sister was a family adoption and went to live with her birth father which is in Illinois so they rarely see each other. Son, who spent years in residential, is on the streets, drugging, trying to be a rapper. Homeless and alone. I think she mentioned jail but honestly there was so much sadness to take in, maybe not. The girl spoke strong and bravely and without rancor. I told this girl we would welcome her and her sister over anytime and will invite her. Apparently the father is suddenly shunning everyone and is out of the country a lot. His wife must be a piece of work to be okay with this. At least in my opinion All four kids had very rough starts in life and now this. I was very sad about this and still am. Just a vent.