I was raised NOT to fight. My Father told me since I was knee-high that fighting was wrong and that I would get a “whoopin’” if he ever found out that I had been fighting.
The first fight I ever had was unofficial if you will and it was between a local farm-boy and myself. I was defeated, although it took awhile, and I ended up with two black eyes and some swelling to my jaw.
I never asked for the fight but it happened and I was ill-prepared to defend
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