I am an old newspaper and AM radio kind of guy. For the longest time I didn’t even like the word “blog” let alone “blogging.” It was like that other low form of communicating; texting.
I wouldn’t say I have had a sea-change about either of those, but I decided I wanted to write about some of the incredible people, places and experiences I have stored up in my head and are ready to burst out. Facebook isn’t suitable and I don’t know that I have the ability to write a memoir. But I do have stories. Lots of them. In fact, I believe I have a story for just about every person I ever knew. Chances are, some of them have a story about me.
“Everyone has a Story”
My life has had it share of twists and turns and I have often found myself in the midst of some strange, difficult, spiritual, raucous, mystical, confounding, exhilarating, heart-breaking, and unbelievable circumstances. With all of that comes my “relationships” with people either God or luck placed in my path. I didn’t say GOOD luck. Just luck. I have been around some fascinating characters in my life. I want to tell you about them.
A woman I have known for about 45 years and who I still call my Jewish Mother, Mrs, Lee DeGennaro (she married an Italian), told me years ago that “everyone has a story, Michael.” I think she was telling me not to be too quick to judge. I also think she was gently urging me to look deeper.
From 58 years on this planet, come the stories.
I hope you read a few. You just may find yourself in one of my “dispatches from the front.” 🙂 ~Michael J. Waugh