When David Good was a kid, and his friends asked where his mother was, he’d always say the same thing: She died in a car crash.
His dad, Ken, couldn’t understand: “I’d say, ‘Why don’t you just say your mom’s Venezuelan, and your parents are divorced? It’s so common.’ ”“I experimented with responses, and I found that the most effective,” David says. “I could see the horror in their faces” — he laughs — “and there would be no more questions.”
But the story of David’s mom — who she was, where she came from and why she left — was so complicated and painful, he couldn’t bring himself to talk about it.
“I didn’t want my friends to know that my mom’s a naked jungle woman eating tarantulas,” he says today. “I didn’t want to be known as a half-breed. And it was my revenge; I was angry that she left me. So I just wanted to stick with the story that she was dead.”
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Hey what can I say, this story isn't the usual doom and gloom Mami's normally vomits up, but it made me feel all mushy inside, and it's embarrassing, so WTF I posted it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpP7GR12dtc
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