I've been many things in my 53 yrs. Child of the 60's, soldier, biker, husband/father, carpenter, & caretaker. My love of the written word has always been there - a shy stepchild, yearning for attention but too often neglected as I went about the business of living. That was long ago. The child has grown to Schwartzenegger proportions, elbowed his way to the forefront, and said, "C'mon Dad. We're going to have a nice long talk." Who am I to argue with something so much bigger than me?
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