Bred and Raised in Santa Ana, California, USA. Hometown is Earlimart, and Garden Grove (California USA).

I am a bi-product of a top secret "pesticide" research lab. Our lab was not a normal laboratory, but a small town in the middle of "nowhere" (small town of less than 1, 000 "persons"). Dirt roads, heavy fog during the cold seasons, and humid heat in the summer. We had days where it would rain but the sun was still shinning bright and warming everything. We had one post office, and I miss those moments of going to pick up the mail.

For me, this was not a negative thing, but a warm place to call home. With wonderful teachers and amazing/talented peers.

The Secretary and Principle at the elementary school were a big influence too, although for some reason I cannot "see" their faces, I can only recall everything else (their bodies, desks, file cabinets, doorways, windows) but I cannot see their faces. The Principle was a (mitigator), a middle age male. He taught me to use a napkin during meals. That habit still stands today, and he only had to teach me once. It's now a 'Action Set In Stone'/or in my DNA.

I think back then I was an exceptional kid. So much more than today. But meth ruined Earlimart, and teachers had to leave, before it became a hard ugly shell of itself, I moved away. But I think my family and I didn't know where to move to. So later in life I went down the wrong path. For this and more details you'll have to follow, and come back later.



To be continued...