Comedic raconteur. Writer of poetry and prose, forever in search of a place to romp. On stage or in page I need to express, the humor bubbling within.
Made in America, (Not China) my home is in ole Fort Worth. A cowboy with neither boots nor hat, 'tis a struggle to play the part. I'm a flip-flop lad of by-gone days; too old to be flippant and bold. Perhaps my parents told a lied and I'm still too young for beer?
I fly airplanes, have jumped from a few. I've traveled around the world. Mexico, Germany, Japan and beyond, I'm at home wherever I land.
My children are equally gregarious, but much smarter and wise ... Thank God. My grandson cries in English and Japanese. He's fluent beyond his years.