My brother was born October 17, 1951 to Verona Ella Barham (Moore) and Alfred Raymond Barham. They lived in Duncan Oklahoma, his father was an assistant retail manager and his mother was a home mom.  They moved to Anadarko, Oklahoma and his smarter sister Kay was born.  We landed in Oklahoma City over time and life was good.  I was always running after my brother and he tolerated me. We loved scary movies and we would be home up late at night and dare each other to run down the hall and back. By then my mother worked for the Daily Oklahoman Newspaper evenings and my dad worked days. We had a home care giver to help raise us and we loved her so her name was Ruby. She always had great stories to tell.  Our Mother had ovarian cancer and from 1962 to 1964 she was in and out of hospitals and died in November.  My brother would never look at life the same way again and never recovered from that loss. We moved several times and our father married a few times but it was never the same.  He always wondered where we would be if she had not died.  In his teens he wanted to be a police officer but his grades were not great and he decided when he could he would go into the military to per pursue law enforcement.