| I have tons of photos. My life usually involves a camera. More of me at the link below. |
| I really don't like ragging on about myself. One, there is not enough space on this site to tell about my crazy ass life. Two, if you dig around a little on this site you can find out anything you want to know about me. For many years I have been taking photographs and blogging and just being crazy. But I haven't tried to hide any of it or anything about myself. It's all there if you really want to know. I'm the oldest of four siblings. One twin sister isn't among us anymore, but she is remembered always. My Mother is a Queen in her own right. Any woman that could raise all of us heathens on her own with little or no help is a Queen. Thanks Mom. I lived all over this great country. Rode Harleys for almost 20 years. Retired now, over it. Finally moved to Savannah, Ga. about ten years ago because I was just tired of the bull shit that Atlanta, Ga. was dishing out to me. The traffic, the crazies, the long commute times and all the other crap that is Atlanta. I meet a guy here in Savannah that changed my life. No, I'm not gay. I actually spent about five years behind bars in Texas because I was a dumb ass. The only thing that kept me going was my dreams of one day building a sailboat and just casting off to parts unknown. I built that boat many times, again and again behind those cold steel bars. And sailed to many islands in my mind. The prison time slipped behind me. I got married, had kids and just lived life. Divorced too. But deep inside me that dream of sailing never died. Of course I didn't know that. I had known Lamar for a while. I knew he had a sailboat. Then he decided to sale it. So I had to get him to take me out. That was it. Done. Another page turned. Now I live the "salt life". I had never sailed before I meet Lamar. All I know of sailing is hard learned. And I learn more each and every day. My lack of experience may take my life out at sea. But so be it. I will either say that I lived the dream or you will say, "He died trying". |