It Begins

For years, I have been taunted by my Brothers and Sisters. Why? Because I am the only one who can remember how things REALLY happened when we were little. I come from a family of eleven, Mom and Dad (who have gone on to their reward) and my eight brothers and sisters. Now, through the power of the Internet, I have the opportunity to set the record straight:

• Who really ruined Mom's brand new ironing board cover by leaving the iron on? Teresa, Anna, or the neighbor girls?
• How many times did my brother, Dennis, get paddled in school?
• What ever happened to that big red dog?
• Was the family really the subject of an FBI investigation owing to the fact that Marilyn had "Hippie" friends?
• Did Douglas really dead-short the Tornado Siren on top the Brooklyn water tower in the middle of the night?
• Did Ron really spend all his paper route money playing Pinball at the infamous Brooklyn restaurant and what was in those brown bags the old men, who frequented the place, carried around?
• Was Joe really Dad's favorite?
• Did Howard really get all the attention because he was "The Baby?

Answers; it's time for answers. Follow along with me as we finally put some of these burning questions to rest.