Boy! Did this guy have the wrong number, or what? This is a joke, right? Oddly enough, all those earlier premonitions never even entered my mind. I was curious however, as to how he thought I could possibly be the guy he was looking for. He told me that he knew I was born in…

My career at Mare Island Naval Shipyard spanned 18 years, first hiring on as a Machine Tool Opetator and later, promoted to Journeyman Machinist. Sometime afterwards, I was invited to join the nuclear program, manufacturing parts for nuclear reactors on the submarines being overhauled on the shipyard because I still wasn’t smart enough to be…

A machinist on swing shift with a reputation for not cleaning up his work area at the end of his shift left it for me one too many times. Everyone on the graveyard and day shifts refused to follow him because they didn’t want to clean up after him. Everyone but me, which meant I…

A few days after returning to Ohio, I learned that an arrest had been made. Upon inquiring at the bank, I was told that the bank would not return my money until there was a conviction. An actual date for his trial had not yet been set, so I obviously wasn’t going to get my…

With very little tread remaining on the tires of my 1968 Toyota Corona, I drove over the Sierra Mountains and through Nevada throughout the night, determined to go as far as I could without sleeping. I think it was sometime during the following day, I suddenly found myself straining to see the road ahead. I…

As I had mentioned earlier, Mom and Dad frequently invited their drinking friends from the bar to our house for bourbon socials or what so call BS gatherings. With a captive audience, Dad often boasted about a kid that was taken from the back hills, and in all likelihood, saved from a life of poverty.…

Junior high school consisted of grades 7 through 9. Mrs. Weathersby was my English teacher in the 7th grade. Explaining that everyone has a story to tell, one of our first writing assignments was to write our autobiography and bind it with a homemade hard binding. My initial reaction was that she didn’t know how…

Part 2 I’m going to take this moment to mention something that I should have shared in Part 1. While in Texas, where we spent our first Christmas, Mom and Dad were so excited over their first Christmas as a family now complete, they propped their new baby boy up on the couch with a…

It’s not easy growing up an only child with five sisters. How is that possible? I’m glad you asked. You are about to embark on a journey that has been one of the best kept secrets of the 20th century – The Legend of Berry Mountain. My story begins in 1953. Back up in the…

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