the men

When I was a child, the men tried to send me up into the attic because I was small, but I got scared when I heard there might be a snake up there. There was. Uncle Sal bashed its head in and then unceremoniously tossed its limp body off the mountain. 

Forty years have passed and I never in met life have never even contemplated such a thing. 

I'm so different than they were.