I admire the fellow who stepped up to the plate and took on 3 kids, but he could never replace the original.
I gave him respect and love him just the same.
That was Aunt Helen. She did the same after our father died. 3 kids, already in her 50’s.
Actually before that. We still had grandma in bed (she was bed ridden), my father and us 3, in a 1 bedroom apartment in the Bronx.
No wonder why she was so pissed! I wish I could turn back the hands of time and change so many things.