The early years

The journey began with a lot of “bad choices.” I had SO MUCH FUN that I landed my ass in federal prison for 3 years! (more about that later)But if you’re gonna be dumb you’d better be tough. This theme has been a re-occuring one in my life……I have been hooked on everything but phonics at one point or another. But what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger they say, I beg to differ.

I grew up on a small island on the Georgia/ Florida border. A magical little place called St. Simons Island.A place that is no longer magical in my eyes as all the quaintness is gone. They paved paradise and put up a parking lot so to speak. McMansions , chain stores, restaurants and development has taken over…… a crying shame if you ask me. Growing up my days were filled with the “salt life.” Surfing, sailing, fishing and all things beach……. but with a little redneck thrown in to keep it interesting…… Some people would call it “southern charm.”