When I was about the age of 4 my mom & dad divorced, and we went on our own. I remember bits and pieces, & in 1976 we moved to Florida. My aunt had an apartment building with 26 apartments on Miami Beach. My mom opened a beauty salon in Bay Harbor. Her best friend Reeny moved down with us and did manicures and pedicures until one summer my mom was sick and hospitalized, then she got better & things were back to normal for a while. Then as I got older - about 2nd grade - my aunt passed, and we were forced to live in government housing for years. It was an awful part of life I would not wish on anyone. People broke in