Just Another Story. More About My Mother #8

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     According to family folklore, my father discovered my mother's rage when they arrived home from their honeymoon.
     Prior to leaving for their get-a-way, Jane ordered some new furniture which was supposed to have arrived and been set up in their apartment while they were gone. There was some sort of problem, it didn't show up as scheduled and she went off. I don't know exactly what she did, but I can guess. My guess will appear in a future blog. Suffice it so say, my father allegedly began sleeping with a butcher knife under his pillow to protect him from her. Jane was a rageaholic. I grew up witnessing and being subject to domestic violence.
     To this day, I've never completely figured out why the words "domestic violence" automatically implicate the husband or father in so many minds.