I am to write a short biography. It seems to be more difficult than I thought. To start, I was born. Of that I’m quite sure, but it was so long ago that I can’t remember. I didn’t think much of it at the time either. Sixteen years later I had a collected whole bunch of answers that no one wanted, but had none of the questions. Life was hard. One good thing: my parents, with the help of a few trucking companies, were able to keep my dinner plate reasonably well filled. I learned this the hard way when...more
