Fun things from your childhood you didn't know about until you were an adult

[IamFogHat]

And by fun I mean fun in a dark way now.

I just found out recently that the barber I had for the first six or so years of my life (for reference, he was one of those guys or ladies that as a little kid you see regularly and think are fun and a cool person) was a guy who got mixed up in the mob in New York in the fifties and sixties and racked himself up a lot of gambling debts. He moved away and started a new life for himself in Northern Virginia for some reason as a barber and was fine until the early nineties when he went out to Vegas one weekend to make some cash and settle some small time shit he was in trouble for here, where he was subsequently found by mafia who had been looking for him and murdered.
At the time I was told he moved to Florida to be with his family or some bullshit, but hearing the real story as an adult was a fucking trip.

So what do you guys got from your 'fun' past?

[CofyCrakCocaine]

My past is exceedingly boring.

[DonInNC]

My Jr High gym teacher, who had a gregarious personally and was very well known in the community, started dating a student in his class a year ahead of me. It went on until she was in her thirties. It was a bit of scandal when it came out.

[britneypablo]

<font color="deeppink"> we always used to say "your Dark Luongo!" and it was refering to if u did something bad like talk back or cause a family fight....but the real reference was to my great grandfather who killed his wife, his secretary, and himself all with the same ice pick.....did find that out till like 3 years ago that Dark Luongo is what they called him

[Dude!]

my grandfather always said my grandmother
was the only woman for him
and that the first time he saw her
he told all his friends that she was the woman he would make his wife

i found out after he died that he had been married
to a woman before my grandmother

why that was such a big secret i'm not sure
but it was quite a surprise to me

[IamFogHat]

my grandfather always said my grandmother
was the only woman for him
and that the first time he saw her
he told all his friends that she was the woman he would make his wife

i found out after he died that he had been married
to a woman before my grandmother

why that was such a big secret i'm not sure
but it was quite a surprise to me

Are all your posts in poetry form or am I missing some famous quote?

[Coach]

We always saw our Great Uncle walking around Scranton as a kid, even though we knew he was retired. Every time we went to the Globe Department Store(which was about once a week with our Granma)..there he was walking around. I was in High School and was xmas shopping with my sister for our parents at the Globe Department Store..well sis and I were stymied on what to get Mom, so we went around the corner to the lobby of the Hotel Jermyn next to the Globe Store to use the pay phone to call Dad for suggestions. While we are on the phone with Dad..in walks our Great Uncle laden with gifts..he sees us, nods Merry Christmas, and makes his way to the elevators. We tell our Dad..It was then that we learned that the Hotel was a Brothel going way back, and that it was known by our side of the family that our Great Uncle had a woman kept there.(sorry, I don't know the Irish for a Gumade(sp?))
Well it was obvious that he did not recognize us. And when we went to brunch on Christmas Day..boy was there a worried/surprised look on his face when he saw us!

[monkfish]

My grandmother emigrated to the US from Ireland under an assumed identity.

My high school hockey coach (Catholic priest) is now getting poked in the pokey for diddling altar boys.

JIF peanut butter really is better than store brand.

[jennysmurf]

Now that my Grandma is getting older, she tells me all kinds of stuff I never knew about my family. My great uncle supposedly comitted suicde by bashing himself in the head repeatedly with a hammer. Yeah, cause that's the way you're gonna do yourself in, right? I'm guessing Barney Fife was on this case.

[sr71blackbird]

My dead uncle was a hired rough hand for the mob as well as the Teamsters and during the sixties would travel around with the union during protests and break heads.
I didn't know until I was in my late teens, but always had a feeling he was a potentially dangerous person.

I have a cousin that ran around the bases at a Yankee game and was arrested and his picture was in the paper and he was called "The Idiot" by Rudy Guilliani.

[Marc with a c]

god's fake.

[Coach]

1988..My sister was going to the Dominican Republic for a training trip with her college team. My father, former FBI/CIA/Special Forces..gave my sister a Phone number, a code word, and instructions what to do, along with a fake Passport, if the Coo on the other side of the island spilled over.

My Great Uncle Jack..was Black Jack Keyhoe from the Molly Maguires..had dynamite under his driveway in case the G-men showed up..no wonder we had to hold our breath as we turned down his driveway when we went to visit.

[TripleSkeet]

Growing up I always wondered why the whole neighborhood was scared of my grandfather. He wasnt a mobster or anything, but he did loanshark. When we were kids we'd actually do collections for him and I once asked one of his customers why nobody ever tried to rob us. His answer was "Nobody fucks with Blackie" which was his name.

After he died I found out from my grandmother when he was a teenager he beat a guy to death in a fight. He got locked up and the way he got out was something similar to what had happened in the Dirty Dozen. The Army came to him and made a deal. He had to join up and volunteer for a suicide mission. If he made it back, theyd wipe his record clean, if he died, Oh well.

His unit was trapped on the side of a mountain in Japan for 4 days surrounded by the japanese, fighting them off until backup arrived. Some of his unit made it back some didnt. He carried his one friend all the way back to the camp, once they got there, his friend died. He actually recieved a medal personally handed to him from President Truman for it. I wish I knew what the medal was called, it wasnt the medal of honor, but my uncle stole it years later and sold it to buy drugs.

[Farmer Dave]

My mom was a PE teacher. She had two female instructors from college she remained friends with and would visit now and then when I was growing up. These two gals lived together and do to this day. Never gave it much thought and one day it just occurred to me, Hey, those two are dikes!