PLEASE BE PATIENT. MOST LIKELY THE PAGE WILL LOAD SLOW. IF YOU HAVE DSL THEN YOU HAVE NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT. BUT I LIVE OUT IN THE WOODS YOU SEE,WHERE WE GOTTA' PIPE THE SUNSHINE IN AND TAKE OUR BATHS IN THE CREEK. ;)
THE DAWG (DENNY). BORN 07/08/1962. THE 60'S WAS A SCREWED UP TIME. THAT IS,UNTILL I STUCK MY HEAD OUT,THEN THINGS STARTED LOOKIN' UP.
THE DAWG TRYIN' TO LOOK BUSY.
MY DAUGHTER,AMBER (22). MY GRANDBABY,PAIGE (5). AND YOU ALREADY KNOW THE UGLY DUDE.
TARTER SAUCE (DATS WHAT I CALL ER) MY PRIDE AND JOY.
DUKE. MY BEST FRIEND. A SPOILED ROTTEN ROTTIE. HE'LL BE 10 YEARS OLD IN NOV. AND HE'S AS GENTLE AS A PUPPY. THAT IS...IF YOU DON'T SCREW AROUND WIFF ME OR MINE.
THIS IS THE CAGE THAT ALMOST ENDED MY LIFE. IT ROLLED DOWN A 70 FOOT EMBANKMENT,EJECTING ME THROUGH THE BACK WINDSHIELD AND ROLLING OVER ME. I BROKE MY NECK AND SPINE IN THREE PLACES...C-2,C-5 AND C-7. IT ALSO BROKE MY RIGHT ARM AND CRUSHED MY RIGHT FOOT. A HALO WAS SCREWED INTO MY FOREHEAD FOR THREE AND A HALF MONTHS. REASONS UNKNOWN TO ME,THE GOOD LORD ALLOWED ME TO KEEP BREATHING AND LET ME KEEP THE USE OF MY LEGS.
