Step inside my world as a physically abused child by my Irish drunken father. His weapon of choice was his belt. My father had five children, and he beat all of us. Glance through my eyes and experience my own disappoinment, my fears, my constant worry, and my shame going to school everyday feeling embarrassed due to my old man's crazy behavior. Is tonight going to be another night of beatings or will my father leave us again with no money at all? Walk thru my childhood days and understand how I managed it, how I survived it, what I tried to do to stop it and how I feel about it today, as a 55 year old grandmother.