I Don't Actually Have A One Wellspring

Often Life Asks Much Of You, And You Either Honor Life By Answering With All Your Heart, Or You Cower Your Way Into Your Grave.

Guns, Grendels, Or Nuclear Bombs; Take Your Pick.

Growing Up With Three Brothers And Three Sisters, I Was The Storyteller Of The Family... What My Mother Called 'the Liar.'

The Hope For Our Nation And Our World Lies Within Our Ability To Innovate And Move Forward Technologically.

I Read Anything I Could Get My Hands On: Science Fiction, Fantasy, Horror, Thrillers. I Even Became Hooked On The Bantam Reprints Of The Old Pulp Novels From Thirties And Forties: Doc Savage, The Shadow, The Avenger.