The bedwetter

I’ll admit it – I wet the bed when I was a little boy. And actually, not so little. But like most children, I had problems with controlling my bladder when very small.

Like a lot of parents of the era (the 1950s), my mom believed that spanking my bottom was an appropriate response when I wet myself. I have vivid memories of the way her hand stung my buttocks when she deemed it appropriate.