I was born a poor white guy and wouldn't have had it any other way. I never went to college because I thought I knew better than that. Street smarts and my genetically inherited ability to work with my hands, read into a situation and roll it into a dollar bill was my claimed to fame. That's all I was given, a skill set, and it was a gift many will never receive and if they did, wouldn't know what to do with it. Once the most important thing to become successful was acquired, seed money, I was on my way to the American dream. Actually, Theresa was my real driving force, my true desire to give her the things she deserved. The one thing I'm really glad for, was the one decision that gave me that moment, when I walked around the corner and there she was. It may sound stupid or corny, but, that's a fact. Some things do come from a chance meeting because of a silly decision, I almost didn't make!!!! A few unanswered questions, but no regrets, I'm blessed.God's honest truth...... I believe I could have been successful at anything, and at a high level. At a young age (12-13?), I decided to be one of the cool kids. Smoking weed, cutting school, and the endless persuit of pussy became a way of life. Hotrods and bikes fit the lifestyle; 45 years later, here I am, still kicking.
I could have just as easily applied myself, and took advantage of the "gifted and talented" programs that were pushed upon me in school. I was also big, fast, and strong; and could have followed through with a possible football career......... I watched a bunch of successful people have to choose between burning or jumping on 9/11. I also watched football stars ruin their bodies with steroids just to keep up with the others.
but in the end, it is what it is....... I'm here, typing in the A/C; headed out to my shop in an hour or so when it cools down a bit...... no boss, no schedule, no stress........ no regrets
