misterei

#2 6:33 pm
It's true I'm the #1 son in my family...the only son.
I do have a sister.
She is two years older than me.
She never let me get away with nothin'.
At an early age...my father told me to never hit my sister. Two years is a lot especially when I remained small . I think being smaller allowed me to have better coordination than most of my friends. Except I didn't realize that at the time. I HATED one of the smallest ones.
Don't the say Dynamite comes in small packages?
It did in my case...and I had an extra stick or two in my pockets.

But not the violent kind...
I channeled my dynamite into physical fitness. I liked to push my body to do really cool stuff.
I didn't really have a mature mind to beat you in wits...I did however try to out hustle you.
Baseball proved to be my best sport and I like to think I could've at least played college if my car accident hadn't happened.

Yeah,,,A drunk driver ran through a red light and like a torpedo blasted into my smaller truck as I drove through an intersection. I fell comatose for nine weeks.