The Idea for this blog was to be able to share some life experiences as well as learn something new and different viewpoints from my readers. I was brought up in the northern suburbs of Chicago. At the time the town I grew up in was more rural than suburb with lots of open space a few farms and a small town feel where everyone knew everyone. Pretty idyllic like the Cleavers although I’m not that old it was the 70’s so things had started to change like Beaver smoking weed behind the shed. The formal education system had not changed and was still a militaristic “You must conform” education system which I really didn’t align with too well. Maybe I was ahead of my time a little. I did chores had a paper route got in boy trouble here and there. I received a BB gun for a gift and would go down to the woods and shoot pigeons under the rail road trestle. I built forts played baseball, football and raced my bicycle at the velodrome. Dreamed about the day I would get to drive and worked at a local pizza joint for money before I was 16 so I could buy a car. I still have a great passion for cars and it turned into a racing addiction. I went in and out of college and back in. Some of my fondest memories came from being a boy scout. All my best friends that lived in the neighborhood were in the same troop and I still tell stories about our adventures together. It also gave me a great appreciation for nature and how to live within nature and leave nothing but footprints. I also have a great respect for Native Americans who I learned a great deal from through their view of the natural world. My young adult life was kind of up for grabs on what I would do until I met my best friend soul mate, love of my life. Corny I know but it’s really true and 30 years of marriage with two children who make me proud every day. Not that their wildly successful and have made millions before 30 but because the treat others with respect, have warm giving hearts and are positive good examples for others that are not as fortunate as they are. Sad to say my beautiful wife Loren contracted breast cancer and within five years left us. I became a care giver during that time and in hind sight that was a gift and a very special time and I learned what was really important in life and I got to share that with my one and only. She died in my arms at home quickly with no pain no goodbyes just a final breath. During the time I we had evolved to deal with all the things that come with having breast and we referred to it as our new normal and for any care givers out there you know what I’m talking about. My Dad is gone and now I’m my Mom’s care giver but the nursing home she’s in does all the heavy lifting so for me it’s just being there and letter her know she’s still important and her family loves her. During the breast cancer time we had evolved to deal with all the things that come with having breast and we referred to it as our new normal and for any care givers out there you know what I’m talking about. Now I’m evolving again and trying to create another new normal but still working on what that might be. Hence the Blog to share stories new adventures new relationships and continue to evolve as I discover what my new normal might be.