I was struck by the episode of refusing to eat for attention. That was all true. From my perspective, it all made sense. In my early days at Cedar Street, I never thought I really belonged there and that nobody really cared one way or another. It was a way of testing the family. This of course was from a young kid who had been bounced around from one house to another over a four year period including a stint in a foster home for a couple of years that was very much the antithesis of family life. So it took some adjustment on my part to really feel like a part of the Sicotte Family on Cedar Street. To the credit of Mary, Ed, Therese and Irene, they seemed to understand the problem and helped bring me into the fold so to speak. They were wonderful people and had a great influence on my eventual development.
Ed showed me in his law studies that diligent work could eventually pay off. It was amazing to see him take all those police tests and get promoted through the ranks by doing his homework on a regular basis. What a role model!