I was born in 1929 and no, I wasn't the cause of the Great Depression although there are those who are convinced that I at least had a hand in it.
I am retired from a career in commercial art which treated me well. My interest in art started when I first held a crayon in my trembling eight year old hands. From that moment on there was no other choice.
Photography has been a hobby since 1951 when I acquired an Argus C3 camera. I even managed to take a few photos that were worth keeping.
I like writing and have written three books that have not been offered for publication, nor will they ever be. The writing was for me. I have written my memoir which served two purposes: A search for what and who I am and also as a picture of what I am all about to my two granddaughters.
Now I am attacking Helium. We'll see how it goes.

My passion is ...

Keeping mind and body exercised and efficient

I know too much about ...

Things I don't understand: Our world, our galaxy, our universe

My parents always told me ...

Get a grip on yourself and stay the path

My childhood ambition ...

Art, art, art

My favorite memory ...

My first horse

Why I write ...

To explore what I am and to gain perspective

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

I favor books on science, I like the History channel

My first job ...

Selling magazines door to door at the age of nine.

My best moment ...

Very hard to answer

My inspiration ...

Van Gogh

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Today I observed two teen-age girls having refreshments in a mall food area. They were young and attractive...and in wheelchairs. Of their disorder I know only that their arms and legs were of little use and it was necessary for them to have assistance. The attendants raised the drink to the girls' lips and held a cloth to catch the spillage. The girls' only response was a soft movement of their eyes. Whether or not they enjoyed or even wanted the drink was indiscernible.
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