More Sixth Grade

I am embarrassed to say that in Sixth Grade after I failed to write a paper and still got an A, I started to skate. I ran a lot and played punchball.  My social skills improved and I didn’t harass others as much. I socialized a bit and became more human.  Somehow, all this added up to it not being a very memorable year. The replacement President didn’t seem too bad and in fact, when it came to issues of race he was pretty good.

I read the news daily and devoured history, at least one book a week.  I wanted to learn more about people, especially different groups of people and spent much of my free time at the library (when It was open).

I noticed a new tension, a new dynamic in the family and I didn’t like it at all; I didn’t like it one bit.   I saw my father drunk and my mother crying and strangers coming to our door and asking for money.  I discovered that people used credit and had to pay for the things they had (unless it was the minority that inherited them). The home, once a strongly comforting place, was only so at certain defined hours.

Sixth Grade

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I've published an E-book (Neurotic Man), a hard copy book, (Dworb), produced movies (Woman of the Port and Liberty and Bash), and worked as a writer for Demand Media writing those ehow tidbits you've most undoubtedly seen. For many years I wrote business and marketing plans for service, retail and manufacturing businesses. Along the way I've also prepared tax returns, taught accounting, been a business start-up consultant, licensed arbiter, federal analyst, busboy, waiter, safety clerk, lighting salesman, restaurant manager, parking lot attendant, construction foreman, and cook.
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