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I have wanted to have a blog for two years. It seemed impossible. At first I was so weak from a medical condition that I figured I needed an audio blog. Nix that  Who would go to a blog site and just listen. Part of my history is that I hosted talk radio for five stations on both the East and West coasts. Today thousands of people have a pod cast, their own talk radio station, Every time I tried to write a post  I was too fatigued to finish, This is not a medical blog. I intend it to be a Storytelling blog but i would if I didn't include parts of my six year medical nightmare. I will not tell you to feel sorry for me but because there are red flags i am hoping every reader will take note of. 

Who am I. I make a mistake if I think everybody knows me for a thirty two-year career on both the East and West coasts and as an activist. What I can tell you is that I have had an exciting life so I do have stories to tell and I want to tell stories of the people famous and not who have stories to tell, They may not have thought they had stories but from my point of view there were stories. 

I marvel and how "coming of age" stories are angst filled with gloom and doom hovering over them, I know there are many who had the same boring normal growing up years I had, but is some cases I just want to yell"Hey, you are going to grow up and you will have challenges. AAll the movies I have tried on the Internet are depressing, slow moving and most of them have 3/4th of the movie shot in the dark. Auth John Steibeck said" great stprrytelling should make us do more than survive; it should make us prevail. 

so I will try to condense my story so you will know who I am but give me a chance to tell stories. I was born in Rutland Vermont . Ffor the first 12 years of my life do no conjuring up happy memories. I live in a house owned by ny grandfather. He owned a very successful small business that served middle and southern Vermont, Actoss the street from my house was Brown &Sond We Keep the Spots. There were five building that housed everything from cleanings rugs to dying clothes. My dad as one of the sons picked up and delivered dry cleaning over a big portion of the state. My mom was a housewife. I was miserable. Sad most of the time, hated schools, I barely passed each year Every day I couldn't wait to come home and listen to soap opera: When a GirlMaeeied, Pepper young's Family and Portia Face Life. Later I became a news junkie listening to Fulton Lewis J Gabriel Heater. I am going to end this post here and you will have to search for this section because they post the latest post first. Hang on. It does get better.