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Who am I?

The terms of the Federal Witness Protection Program prevent my from discussing this. Suffice it to say that I am fond of long walks on the beach.


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Memory Lane

Join me on a stroll down Memory Lane.

The Copying Machine Salesman

By on May 8, 2014 in Memory Lane with No Comments

In the mid 1970’s I decided to get a new job, one that was part of a real career. Up until then, I had mainly worked in restaurants. I enjoyed them and I did make pretty good money, but I always knew that I’d have to get a “real” job someday. I was getting pretty […]

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The Pizza Delivery Boy

By on March 30, 2014 in Memory Lane with 1 Comment

One of my all-time favorite jobs was working at Romeo’s Pizza back in the early 1970’s. It was a small Italian Restaurant with a counter and a few tables. They specialized in old-fashioned, hand-thrown pizzas. I was a delivery boy and pizza maker. I worked there with several of my college friends.

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The Stunt Pilot

By on March 27, 2014 in My Childhood Neighborhood with No Comments

The house I grew up in was directly across from an elementary school with a huge, paved playground. It was great. We spent most of our waking hours on that playground. Many a day was spent playing baseball, football, basketball and kick-the-can on that playground. One of my favorite hobbies was flying gas-powered, control-line airplanes.

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My name is Mud

By on March 19, 2014 in Memory Lane with No Comments

I got my first real girlfriend…Debbie, about the same time I got my driver’s license. She lived just around the corner and I was almost as excited with the new girlfriend as I was with my new driving license.

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Born Again

By on February 24, 2014 in Memory Lane with No Comments

I was a born again Christian for almost two weeks. This happened during my formative years when I was around 19. Of course, there was a woman to blame. What else could have driven me to such an extreme?

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