I moved here 27 years ago with just a few boxes and suitcases. I found work as a welder, and my wife and I raised three great kids here.
Now it seems darker days are upon us. Why now I don't know. I would like to assure those friends and acquaintances of what I have always said; that before I met Christ at the age of 15 in 1974, I was a juvenile delinquent.
Although this was more than 36 years ago, if someone feels a need to talk with me about it feel free. God has done wonderful work in my life and I feel that because of Him in many ways I am a success story.
Even though I owe the legal system nothing at this point, neither am I in any way proud of my early teen years. I hope this can put somethings in perspective.
