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Am old enough to understand the difference between the Bay of Pigs – and roasting a pig at a epicurian feast. Been thru the hippy, yippie and yuppie years – always remaining who I am. Very much believe in “Sing your own song – weave your own tapestry.”

Am young enough to still know the thrill of new discoveries, the beauty of the evening, to celebrate the joy of another tommorow. Survived these many decades with a severe medical problems. Sorting out the maze of now having two lymphomas and all their nasty little companions, but I continue. Besides, being a simple iconoclastic eclectic, have been called many things.

An incurable romanticist – with a strong touch of reality. Thinker, intellectual (God, how I hate that term) – been told I am a lion with the heart of the poet. Know how to wage war and conquer my foes – but would rather be known as one who brings hope and life. To bring hope into anothers life is the ultimate of joys. Life should be about bringing hope, peace, vision… a sense a sense beyond yourself.

I am a lifelong hereditary lymphedema patient and a 13 year lymphoma overcomer (like that better then survivor).

One of my hobbies is blogging and I have several dozens that I will be sharing as I develop this blog.  Most of them are related to medical topics.


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