An Explanation?

I have been privileged in my life to have literally been able to save lives. I am honored to have been able to help others in need. Now, having reached the ripe old age of "too damned old" and not in a position to physically assist and save lives any more, I have taken on a much greater responsibility.

Trying to save Souls.

I can't tell you why I am the way that I am or why I do the things I do. I gave up trying to figure it out decades ago. Maybe the following will help:

All of us are influenced by factors which we can't control. We are influenced by our genes (or the chromosomes within our genes) i.e., "the apple doesn't fall far from the tree", or "he is stupid as a stump", etc.. We could be "Thalidomide Babies" or we may have been "tonged" out of our mothers and become damaged goods, or, we might have been oxygen-starved in the womb due to the high carbon monoxide levels caused by heavy smoking or any number of other such factors.

Factors like these can be compounded by societal influences during the formative years. In my case, in the year that I was born, I arrived on this earth during the 3 week period in which "Bugs Bunny" was introduced to the world, and Sir Winston Churchill proclaimed "Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few."

How's that for a range of societal influences? It might certainly explain the really fine (and often blurred) line between fantasy & reality which I seem to possess.

Additionally, the year I was born was a leap year. Which started on a Monday. If you then factor in that I am left-handed you begin to fathom the depth of the water in which I am treading.

Actually, through the years, the positives have outweighed the negatives in a huge (and often unexpected) way. All in all, not such a bad thing!

With this type of background, it should not come as a surprise that my train of thought rarely runs on the "main track".

I'm pretty sure that there is a feeling among some that my trolley got derailed quite some time ago. They are probably right. But, I have taken a good look at the "main track" and, quite honestly, I don't think the "main" track is going where I'm headed.

However, I've been wrong before. Ask anyone.

Be that as it may, my life, and the experiences I have had along the way, has led to an accumulation of a genuinely significant array of skills, knowledge & experience. (As Amos McCoy used to say, "no brag, just fact")

The fact that I can't figure out how to use all this stuff merely exemplifies my continuing mental constipation.

To compound things a bit further, I'm pretty sure I have several DNA strands which contain poison ivy. This could explain why everyone keeps me at arm's length and why I am mildly irritating to some, and absolutely toxic to others.

Whooooo knew?

This is as good as it gets. No high ideals. No moral high-ground. No Sanctimony. Just me.

So there you have it folks, I hope you didn't expect more. My family, my classmates & teachers had very low expectations of me. I try not to disappoint.