: About Me

Hey all,

My name is Peter and I am a computer lab manager who works for the Boys and Girls Clubs of America.alias p.t. pablo this will be my pen name from now on

My passion is ...

Reflecting on my understanding of My God and My Saviour

I know too much about ...

trivial things

My parents always told me ...

At this stage of my life, I am able to see how their lives were to be my example of how to live.

My childhood ambition ...

I really didn't have an ambition. However, there were many times as I grew into my teen years that I started expressing myself through poetry. I always felt that I had a dark shadow following me around, never being able to shake it. This started to change when I came to believe in Jesus Christ as my Saviour. I am totally thankful for that.

My favorite memory ...

Fishing on a pond and watching the breeze blow gently over the golden wheat fields while the sunshine is shining all around me

Why I write ...

I have always feared rejection. This may be in part because my parents never gave me much responsibiltiy. I had to learn many things on my own or the hard way. It didn't help that most of the time, I was pig-headed and stubborn.

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

my bible, listening to worship music and watching God's creation from my picture window

My first job ...

This was quite the job. I sold women's shoes in a small shoestore. I sold only fifty pairs and I was out of there.

My best moment ...

is living moment by moment because no man knows when his last breath will be

My inspiration ...

my wife. she has taught me many things over our 34 years of marriage.

Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: My first car

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My Glorious Rambler      Ask any young spendthrift like myself, "was it easy to save cash to buy that glorious Rambler?, and I would have told you that you would have a better chance of heaving a boulder across the Grand Canyon! This young man's priorities in those days were cigarettes, bowling, and babes.      We all have succumbed to a variety of strange jobs as teens, but I think mine were the strangest. At the county zoo, I hawked stinky smelt, two for ten cents to feed the sea lions. The zoo handlers told me, "Don't give em too big of a fish, or...

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