When I was young I loved arts and crafts. My family said I was a bum with potential. Then I grew up a little and worked on the Space Shuttle Program until the last one was built. My family thought I was a rocket scientist and a math whiz and they plied me for astronaut stories. My next career was as a respiratory therapist saving lives. My family thought I was a doctor and asked me about all things medical. Now I have come full circle to my first love, art. My family now thinks I am an artist. Wha-duh-yah-no!more
