The Truth.

There once was a boy named George Walter Foust Jr. He was born to a young and somewhat definite mother who in the process of marriage and impending parenthood lost her own father’s respect and possibly love. But she knew what she wanted and made the best choices that she could given her circumstances.

Now George Faust Sr. was by no means a catch in any sense of the word. He drank and smoked and stole and was not the brightest tool in the shed, but he tried to love the mother of his son as best he could. Unfortunately for her, this included affairs, verbal and physical abuse and even martial rape that resulted eventually in the birth of a second son, Michael.

Eventually George Sr. crossed the most scared of lines and eventually hit one of his children. Reports are unclear as to which but it was most likely George Jr. In a stroke of luck, good or bad, his son has no memory of such an event. Being a strong woman however, this mother packed her bags and did the only available path for her—she went home.

Living with her own mother, divorced as well, was not the easiest of choice but this allowed the young mother to work and eventually become one of the first women to work in a small modest computer company. As she continued down this path, she was available to make enough money to find a small town and rent a house for her and her two sons.

Even as the young mother moved forward, the past continued one step behind her. Her own father’s indifference and ex-husband’s inability to remember child support were hindrances of her life and resulted in an odd twist of fate. She took in boarders in the house and eventually met one named Leo.

Now Leo was quite different from any man she had met thus far. He was smart, handsome and kind; he would become her friend and even co-worker at the same department in the small modest computer company. It was a matter of time before she would see how much Leo had come to mean to her; not only did he become her close friend but Leo also grew to love her two sons as well.

At this point, small traits began to emerge from George and Michael. Michael was become interested in sports, soccer and hockey, while George became involved in chorus and theater. This was also the beginning of George’s awareness of his own attraction to boys, the girls may be fun to chase but the boys were fun to kiss.

It was only a small amount of time before the mother made the choice to marry Leo; while no grand love affair, she could help but love Leo for loving her sons. So it was that they were married as both sons looked on in delight. George Sr. even played a part in the picture by allowing Leo to adopt his sons and make them his own—he saw this as the best situation for all involved.