Story telling runs in my blood. I can remember growing up listening to my uncles swap stories around camp fires. Some of the stories were of the great depression and WWII. But most of them were about the stupid things they had done to each other in their younger days. On the other side of the Family I grew up on stories of my mother living through the Blitz in England during WWII. When you add all of that to a life lived under a wandering star. My dad was in the Air Force and I was in the Coast Guard for twenty three years. To say I have moved around a lot is saying it mildly. I've travelled from the Arctic to the Antarctic. From Europe to Asia. Finally settling down with the love of my life in a small Northwestern town on Puget Sound.