Wanted to be an astronaut. Motion sickness. Astrophysicist. Hated biology. Engineer? Maybe. Mathematician? You’ve got to be kidding me. And so it came to pass.
Boomer. Proud of it. My parents spanked me. My school principals spanked me. I’m respectful and kind, and thankful that I was “raised right”. In Oklahoma, no less. Of course, the best little bad boy in the world escaped to the world of free thinkers.
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