An amicable man with a mid-twenties body that was straight and strong, Charlie led an exemplary life. His ethics were primarily due to a stay-home mom who was morally committed to teaching her child human compassion and an unselfish attitude. As Charlie grew up on a farm, he was constantly observed by his mother who watched him indirectly through the windows of their stark, yet functional farmhouse. Charlie was an only child because the doctor in the delivery room saw evidence of an unfixable genetic defect. Showing off his vast medical vocabulary by portraying the future debilitating demise of this “killer gene” to Charlie’s mother, she laid in the maternity ward sobbing while tightly caressing Charlie. Had she just passed on this curse to her new son? She never pursued an answer. She merely made the decision, without her husband’s input, that Charlie would be a lone product of their love. This allowed her to concentrate all her efforts on Charlie’s molding process. As he grew up rural, his friends were farm animals that displayed mammal behaviors just like humans. Playfulness, stubbornness, caring, and the worst: anger. His most horrible memory was when he was 12 and saw 2 whitetail bucks off in the distance, battling it out for dominance as their horns locked. Returning home, Charlie described the awesome display of nature’s selection process. His mother stressed that, unfortunately, nature had instilled too much anger in a fragile species and Charlie must learn how to control this terrible driving force.  The next week, Charlie saw the winner of that feud. He was walking around with the severed head of his foe stuck in his antlers. Evidently, he was the stronger of the 2 as his opponent had perished. After its demise, the winner severed his head with its pointy hoofs and now walked around severely impaired. It’s very unlikely he mated and even less likely he survived until he shed his horns. Sometimes in nature the winner can be the ultimate loser.

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