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okay cowface..where are you...

  ...I will be back to post tonight. You will then learn the fate of the potato... among other things LOL!

I quit smoking when my first grandchild graced my arms, but I have been known to vape every now and then..
Tell me more about your wild life..

  I quit smoking 40 years ago for my son's 1st birthday. All my life I have had the strangest feeling that I will live to be the oldest man in the world. My family physician once told me after an exam... that if I don't take up a couple bad habits that I will live forever.

So I took up drinking after 25 years of sobriety.  Now 12 years later I am in the best health of my life. I am not sure I want to live forever so I am searching for another bad habit as doctor ordered.

But enough about silly potato stories... I was just passing the time with that. Let's get serious going back to when it all began back in 1965 when my whole life changed and I changed forever... good boy gone bad... the wild side was born.  I blame it all on an ingrown toe nail when I forsook God and renounced Him. I learned several years later that it is impossible to renounce God... He came back looking for me. Took a few years but God prevailed. That is another story... maybe 12 stories right there.

I took 4 asprines to relieve the chest pains & avert onset of widow maker or stroke... I remain alive clinging to life to tell another tale...

So feeling lost, I consulted Dad's church drectory. I found a Rev. Louis Brighton pastor of St. John's Lutheran Church, Lexington KY. So there I went. Pastor Brighton invited me to church Sunday and allowed me to park my van in the church parking lot... where I lived for the next 4 months.

So feeling lost, I consulted Dad's church drectory. I found a Rev. Louis Brighton pastor of St. John's Lutheran Church, Lexington KY. So there I went. Pastor Brighton invited me to church Sunday and allowed me to park my van in the church parking lot... where I lived for the next 4 months.

Serious... don't miss this... I lived in my van in this church parking lot for 4 months. I did find work though and worked the whole time at what was then known as Gran'ts Department Store. I have not seen one such store since. I lived in my van... I was not dirty... I took sponge baths in my van & washed my hair regular... and I peed in a can. I survived on popcorn. You do what you gotta do to survive homeless.

I played my time out at the commune life for my time... then I felt like moving on to explore the world further. So I took to hitchhicking. I travelled mainly in the South because I liked the sun and wanted to stay warm. Florida became my treading grounds... and oh what glory!

I did eventually leave the commune... although reluctently cause I loved all those people and my life there. But life was calling me... the whole big world outside. So I hopped on my bicycle and I rode out of town until I came to a rail road track. I walked the rail road track until I cam to a big highway. So then I walked the highway until I came to a big city... it was called Louiville.


Once in Louiville I felt very out of place and no where to belong and it was night... so I found a church and I crawled up under the bushes next to the church and I slept there under the bushes for the night. I felt safe there. I think those church bushes was probably the safest place I ever slept while I was on the road. Amen, thank God for church bushes!

While working on the garbage truck in Marathon FL I found a little cabin rental to live. It was beautiful made of all knotty pine inside, I loved it. The landlords were an elderly couple. They offored me a discount for doing yard work which I readily complied. The did however warn me to be aware of the poisenouse critter called scorpians.  I met one right away in my shower the first time I showered. Then I met several more while gardening... but none dare bite me.


One day I saw the same man I had seen in Key West walking down the road with a blue painted suit case that had written upon it... "No Jesus". He was weird and did not talk. I wanted to pick his brain so I invited him home with me with the option of some work. I gave him some work, which he did. He still never talked. He went on his way, but the landlord said not to invite strangers there again.


I met another stranger in Key West.  He was dressed in a white robe with long hair and beard looking like Jesus. He was on the other side of the street. I purposly walked across the street to meet this new day Jesus. He said "I'ts all coming down soon... we don't eat the little animals... we all are equal with the little animals... we could all be coming back as one of them.


I crossed back to my side of the street and moved along my own way...