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ME

Dr. T. Pinnock 1962 (Hartford, Ct)



A family of nine children and with both parents to guide them, the second to the youngest grew to be a man at an early age. This child was different if looking at the unit from an outside point of view, but it strickly the same, his seven brothers would fight and play normally with him. They did not feel any guilt about telling or lying on him, his brothers were equal to him in every respect. When it came to brains he sometimes surpasses them and was more intelligent then them in some areas.
Victim he was of cerebral palsy, this mostly with the motor part of the body, but it can also affect the mental capacity. In this boy's case, it was all motor palsy and it should be noted that this handicap doesn’t always produce retarded developments.
In being a “crip” there come many hang-ups, when society witnesses this odd specimen of the Homo Sapien they tend to stare. Wheelchair bounds or walking “crips” can not tolerate this behavior in most cases and then comes the childlike talk to them that is even more intolerable. There are hang-ups within themselves such as death, sex, violence, and love, war.
In the negroid person that is the concern of this paper, there are specials games he interacts with: poetry because it hides the pain and tears, psychology, he’s interested in the thoughts of mankind, and typing because his writing is illegible. The way in which typing is handled by the left thumb can be very stressful.
In life, he is essentially searching for a family life and laboring. Now the way is by schooling and friends helping up that long latter with a million obstacle to catch and pull him down Theodore as his father named because of his shamaness of calling him Joshua, his name, runs a peculiar existence at this time, his moods change after, I carried the name Theodore and will carry it until I rest in hell.

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Dr. T. Pinnock

Dr. Pinnock first wrote poetry in the institution he resided in inside a classroom at 8 years old. The typewriter was old and manual with a keyguard. A keyguard is a device with an opening for each key to prevent a person lacking fine motor skills from accidentally hitting a key. Dr. Pinnock was granted permission to use the class alone. He labored there typing for hours ignoring his cerebral palsy. Dr. Pinnock grew up with his family until August of 1970. Poverty forced his parents to make him a ward of the State of Connecticut. more…

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