He was told he would never walk again, also around this time his liver started to fail as he was an alcoholic. After getting home from the hospital he decided it was time to get clean and stop drinking. It took him several months to get of this addiction but he did succeed. Around the 1970s he began to walk again, though it did hurt him when he did. After months of not being able to walk, getting clean, and constant medication to tend to his wounds he still battled through because he know he had to take care of his family. A couple of years before he broke his legs his first wife died of heart failure. This along with him having to quit his job because of his injury really took a toll on him. He got remarried soon before he broke his legs, but still suffering the trauma of his first wife dying, and had three children with her. My father and two of my aunts. He soon moved back to michigan after working in construction for so long around the time my father was thirteen. Once he built his house in Lake Township along with some of his old construction worker friends, for most of the rest of his life he took up small jobs working in