"All my dreams of having a Cinderella marriage were shattered"

Our family spent most of the time together. Dick was a very good father, and he would come home from work and spend at least an hour with them playing, going for rides, or playing ball in the backyard. While he was doing that, I would be cooking dinner. Every birthday we would get dressed up and go for dinner at Club 113, a supper club in Wauwatosa. Rick was only four when Dick went deer hunting near La Crosse and met a very young lady that was going through a divorce. The following couple of years were the most difficult and heartbreaking for our family. All my dreams of having a Cinderella marriage were shattered. He physically and mentally deserted us. It was awful for Ricky, as he was too young to understand. His father would promise to pick him up to spend the day on Sunday. He wouldn't show up, and Ricky would sit for hours in the window waiting.