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<blockquote data-quote="DammitJanet" data-source="post: 514983" data-attributes="member: 1514"><p>Yes, Buck is what happens when difficult child's never grow up. If Tony's parents were alive he would be parked in their basement or bedroom but their mother died in 77 and father died in 88 I think. Tony is the third living child. He is also the first one who graduated HS. Buck is actually not related to them and is not legally adopted. Back at that point in time, his mother just gave Buck to Tony's mother and left and nothing else was said. When Buck was 18 he legally changed his name to Tony's last name from his given name. The first 18 years he had a different last name. </p><p></p><p>After Buck left HS which was after he failed 12th grade twice...his father made him leave the house because he was doing drugs and not working. Tony's father was no fool. He had kids left at home. So Buck loafed around getting into some of the heavy party drugs of the mid to late 70's then into the 80's. He lived with us in 86 I believe for about 3 months until I almost lost my mind. We were living in North Myrtle Beach then and we found him a little room to rent and a job working as a cook at a restaurant. Notice...I said we did because Buck can never do anything on his own. At that point Buck was arguing with me constantly about how the "white man" did this that and the other to the Indians. I was ready to repeat what he said the white man did and do it to him by the time we got him out. I honestly dont even remember when he left down there but he wasnt there long. He never stayed anywhere long because he got into the drugs and people fired him but to hear him tell it now, he was the best and everyone listened to him and he was top dog. He still talks about that job as if it shows how great a chef he is. I think it was the only job he had cooking. </p><p></p><p>Somewhere in time he ended up in California with some girl. San Bernardino I think though he cannot pronounce that word to say his life. He says bertarto. Then at some point he was in Vegas and he has this fascination with Vegas and thinks he is the expert on it. Jamie has been there and wasnt impressed. Well Jamie isnt one for strip clubs or really loud things so I can see Vegas not being his thing. Buck keeps saying how big Vegas is. He says it is bigger than NYC, bigger than LA, bigger than Dallas. I am like no it isnt. I looked up the stats online and showed him. Showed him a picture of the strip and how many hotels and casino's are there. Nope...they lie...lmao. He thinks the real Eiffel Tower is there. Then he goes on and on about how anyone can just walk into any hotel or casino and just eat for free. Any person off the street can just eat and drink for free. I am like Buck, no way are they gonna let just any homeless bum off the street just walk in and eat...no way. Oh yeah...he did it all the time. Well then Buck, I think we should get you a bus ticket out to Vegas! He swears up one side and down the other that you can stay in Vegas for a 3 day weekend for 99 dollars and they will give you free food all day long, free drinks all day long and they will give you $200 in chips. Now I know that isnt true because I checked prices when we thought about the reunion out there. It was gonna cost me and Tony almost $2000 just to go. </p><p></p><p>He always knows everything...and then when he doesnt, he starts this stuff where he acts stupid and Tony is convinced that he is too slow to be able to attempt to push anyone's buttons. Like Buck constantly says things when he takes his pills that he is so glad that he doesnt take any psychiatric drugs. At first I let it pass until I found out Tony had told him I take psychiatric medications. Dont tell me he isnt saying that to push my buttons! Then the other day he told me he hurts from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet and he hurts worse than anyone else could possibly hurt but all he ever took was tylenol...and he prayed. God gave him the strength not to need anything else. People who took stronger medications just didnt have faith. Now you tell me that wasnt to push my buttons! I did bite on that one and I turned on him and told him if tylenol worked on him that he didnt have real pain and praying didnt have a damn thing to do with pain levels so he could put that in his pipe and smoke it. Oh...and he is still carving pipes for people to smoke pot...oh whatever they smoke out of it. He calls them native american art. Whatever.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DammitJanet, post: 514983, member: 1514"] Yes, Buck is what happens when difficult child's never grow up. If Tony's parents were alive he would be parked in their basement or bedroom but their mother died in 77 and father died in 88 I think. Tony is the third living child. He is also the first one who graduated HS. Buck is actually not related to them and is not legally adopted. Back at that point in time, his mother just gave Buck to Tony's mother and left and nothing else was said. When Buck was 18 he legally changed his name to Tony's last name from his given name. The first 18 years he had a different last name. After Buck left HS which was after he failed 12th grade twice...his father made him leave the house because he was doing drugs and not working. Tony's father was no fool. He had kids left at home. So Buck loafed around getting into some of the heavy party drugs of the mid to late 70's then into the 80's. He lived with us in 86 I believe for about 3 months until I almost lost my mind. We were living in North Myrtle Beach then and we found him a little room to rent and a job working as a cook at a restaurant. Notice...I said we did because Buck can never do anything on his own. At that point Buck was arguing with me constantly about how the "white man" did this that and the other to the Indians. I was ready to repeat what he said the white man did and do it to him by the time we got him out. I honestly dont even remember when he left down there but he wasnt there long. He never stayed anywhere long because he got into the drugs and people fired him but to hear him tell it now, he was the best and everyone listened to him and he was top dog. He still talks about that job as if it shows how great a chef he is. I think it was the only job he had cooking. Somewhere in time he ended up in California with some girl. San Bernardino I think though he cannot pronounce that word to say his life. He says bertarto. Then at some point he was in Vegas and he has this fascination with Vegas and thinks he is the expert on it. Jamie has been there and wasnt impressed. Well Jamie isnt one for strip clubs or really loud things so I can see Vegas not being his thing. Buck keeps saying how big Vegas is. He says it is bigger than NYC, bigger than LA, bigger than Dallas. I am like no it isnt. I looked up the stats online and showed him. Showed him a picture of the strip and how many hotels and casino's are there. Nope...they lie...lmao. He thinks the real Eiffel Tower is there. Then he goes on and on about how anyone can just walk into any hotel or casino and just eat for free. Any person off the street can just eat and drink for free. I am like Buck, no way are they gonna let just any homeless bum off the street just walk in and eat...no way. Oh yeah...he did it all the time. Well then Buck, I think we should get you a bus ticket out to Vegas! He swears up one side and down the other that you can stay in Vegas for a 3 day weekend for 99 dollars and they will give you free food all day long, free drinks all day long and they will give you $200 in chips. Now I know that isnt true because I checked prices when we thought about the reunion out there. It was gonna cost me and Tony almost $2000 just to go. He always knows everything...and then when he doesnt, he starts this stuff where he acts stupid and Tony is convinced that he is too slow to be able to attempt to push anyone's buttons. Like Buck constantly says things when he takes his pills that he is so glad that he doesnt take any psychiatric drugs. At first I let it pass until I found out Tony had told him I take psychiatric medications. Dont tell me he isnt saying that to push my buttons! Then the other day he told me he hurts from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet and he hurts worse than anyone else could possibly hurt but all he ever took was tylenol...and he prayed. God gave him the strength not to need anything else. People who took stronger medications just didnt have faith. Now you tell me that wasnt to push my buttons! I did bite on that one and I turned on him and told him if tylenol worked on him that he didnt have real pain and praying didnt have a damn thing to do with pain levels so he could put that in his pipe and smoke it. Oh...and he is still carving pipes for people to smoke pot...oh whatever they smoke out of it. He calls them native american art. Whatever. [/QUOTE]
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