I had a sexual assault by an uncle around the time I was 5 and he was always hanging around, even when my aunt divorced him (the joys of small-town life). My mom didn't like him either; she told us never to answer the door to him, pretend we weren't home. He was so creepy. I remember one time he said something when I was like 15 or so like, "Oh, I can tell you are just going to grow up to be so beautiful. It'd be so nice to have you over to my place." My mom was there, and she was livid. She told me immediately to go in the house and work on homework (even though I had finished it all.) Afterwards, she kept an iron pipe behind the front draw, told us if he ever got in, wham him on the knees, he's had surgery on both and the groin too. My mom really did not like him. The actual sexual assault I get flashbacks too but because I was so young I don't know if I can trust the memories or not. At any event, it is all disturbing. After that occasion though, my mom remembered my middle sister and me both crying and begging never to be left alone with that aunt (my mom's older sister, not much of a child's touch to her) & that uncle ever again, and my mom kept her word on that. I know my aunt knows what happens but she claims to have forgotten it all. At any rate, her loser husband worked, why not go to the cops the next day he went into work. I'm not close to that aunt at all.