Domestic Violence Survivor's Stories: Big Boys Don't Cry
By Ken Butler
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About this ebook
This autobiography is about my life and the humble words in this book will reflect many stories of domestic violence, abuse of all kinds, sadness, major illnesses, family tragedies, and, most important, how to survive anything that comes your way. I am just a guy who grew up under adverse situations and worked hard to heal and grow along the way. During the manuscript submission phase, Page publishing asked me if I thought readers would enjoy the book and my answer was, “I hope readers are inspired by this book. I have a simple message that is best served when read at the end of your consecutive read.”
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Domestic Violence Survivor's Stories - Ken Butler
Copyright © 2017 Ken Butler
All rights reserved
First Edition
PAGE PUBLISHING, INC.
New York, NY
First originally published by Page Publishing, Inc. 2017
ISBN 978-1-68348-151-5 (Paperback)
ISBN 978-1-68348-152-2 (Digital)
Printed in the United States of America
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
The meaning of life is hard to discover until you live a life that has meaning to you.
—Ken Butler
Hope is always a choice at your own fingertips.
Thank you to my wife, who is my heart and soul.
Love, Honeth
Thank you to our sons, EJ and TY. Finish well, boys, and be the best you can be. Love, Daddio!
Thank you to my family members, close friends, trusted colleagues, teachers, and mentors that encouraged me to write about my journey. With respect, Kenny B.
Thank you to my tae kwon do teacher for seeing the potential in me and providing me with life lessons that go far beyond kicking and punching.
This book is dedicated to all my siblings, who inspired and motivated me to become the man I am today. I have learned so much from everyone in so many different ways. Love, Boo Boo.
Gus taught me self-worth.
Rosemary taught me how to laugh.
Lois taught me how to be a better brother.
Butch taught me to never trust anyone 100 percent.
Norma taught me how to push myself.
Doris taught me how to be calm.
David taught me how to never give up.
Kenny taught me how to love myself.
Robert taught me to stick up for myself.
Barbara taught me the power of forgiveness.
This page is dedicated to our wonderful mother.
Just forty-eight hours after this picture was taken, the heavens opened and our mother passed away.
You may not see anything unusual about this picture. A mother with her son. But if you knew our mother she was always strong. Now when I look back at this picture at that moment she was resting her head on my shoulder for the very first time in my life. It was always the other way around. Some folks wish they had one more moment to say good-bye, well I did, and I am so grateful. That picture was taken on a Tuesday and my mother came to my house on a Wednesday. I recall her hug was a little bit tighter, a little bit longer that day.
Mother passed away on Thursday morning, quietly, at the table I gave her, in the chair that I gave her. For many years, I looked at that chair as the chair she died in and now I look at that chair as the chair she lived in. Millions of conversations with kids, grandkids, and great-grandkids, Mother did more than just die in this chair; she fostered generations to be self-inspired.
For me, this chair holds the secret to me being able to write this book. Now I sit proudly in her chair. I am inspired by goodness each and every time I sit in this chair. In fact, nearly all of this book was written while sitting in this chair.
The chair is a metaphor for sure. A good home life needs a strong base, a place for comfort, protection from falling back.
I love this chair.
C:\Documents and Settings\Owner.BUTLER\My Documents\My Pictures\2011-06-10\Picture 238.jpgElizabeth Chase Butler
June 7, 1921 to June 9, 2011
Before I begin sharing my personal journey with my life story, I want to point out that the majority of my life has been filled with great friends, great experiences, and most of all a great family. I did, however, have a series of traumatic experiences along the way. I was told by many close friends and family that I should write a book. I have heard there is a book in all of us. Well, my goal is to share my book with you and inspire you to write your book. Some books are filled with lots of words that lead up to the main points. That is not how I live my life and that is not how I wrote my book.The book has a very simple but powerful flow. I write about twenty-five experiences that I feel shaped my character and nudged me in my life path.
My book is in chronological order and begins when I was six years old. While writing the book, I shared the content with my wife and, in some cases, I shared painful memories that I have never told anyone in my entire life, not even my wife.
My life began on November 20, 1961, and I was born in lovely warm San Diego, California. Then we moved back to the state of Rhode Island when I was only six months old.
Pictures can paint one thousand words; memories can paint a panorama that is hard to remove from your view.
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Chapter 1
Burning Down the House in Whiskey Land!
Our father would get so intoxicated that he would frequently choose to start fires in our house while we were sleeping. Although he was a master masonry man, he did not always use his well-constructed fireplaces to light the fires. I guess, among other issues, he had an issue with fire. Many times, mom would take her post on the floor next to the couch where he would finally pass out for the night. Mom would sleep on the floor so our dad would trip over her body and she would be woken up before he could do harm. We all suffered from his dark hand. I intend to talk candidly about what I experienced.
One night, when I was only five years old, I was frightened by loud bangs and yelling. I crawled out from under the twin’s crib where my bed was. I stepped out of that room and saw our drunken father choking our mom while holding a knife to her throat. My oldest brother, Gus, woke up and placed himself