IN THE BEGINNING... chapter 1

Welcome to Wilderness Wanderings. I am not a baby boomer. I was born at the tail end of “The Greatest Generation.” I don’t know what I contributed to their cause, but I do know I’ve had a wonderful time cruising and crashing through the years.

I will be 70 this year. It’s not over, but I wanted to write while I could still remember some of the joys of growing up in a positive and optimistic era. I do wish it had remained that way, but things change. Rather than being discouraged, I am looking forward to what lays ahead. My best years are yet to come.

My childhood and youth were great fun. They set the stage for all that lay ahead for me. I had my problems and certainly got into trouble, but the boring part of who I was is that I was a pretty mild and compliant kid, at least outwardly. I never had a mean streak, it was a  mischievous and some times deceptive streak. That all came from my desire to be a people pleaser. It took Bible College to change that deformity.   

For those of you who started with me, I hope you will enjoy the change of direction. Instead of my struggles, you will read of the victories, the laughs the joy. I will retell a few stories, but from a slightly different perspective. And of course, I will insert my rants and raves about The Home and Life in general. Just don;t get me going on what the  government falsely claims to be entitlements when they took all that money from from me beginning in the 50"s.

I hope you will join me in the adventure and share some of your own stories along the way.

BACKGROUND

I was born in Omaha Nebraska in 1942, the sixth of seven children. I grew up attending a Pentecostal church. Church was a normal experience for me. Have you ever tried to sleep in church when everyone is praying out loud at the top of his or her lungs? It’s very hard, but I succeeded — sometimes.

I was a shy, compliant nervous kid, and a compulsive liar. I said what I believed adults wanted to hear. As a typical child, my word began with my family and in my neighborhood gradually expanding from Webster Elementary School, to Omaha, to Canada, to California, back to Canada and back to the United States of America. I am a loyal person and was as loyal to Canada and I am to the United States. The combination helped with a world perspective.

That’s where the story begins. Stay tuned.