I Once Knew A Chap Who Had

Damon Runyon. A Day-coach Boy In A Parlor Car Seat.

The Race Is Not Always To The Swift, Nor The Battle To The Strong, But That's The Way To Bet.

I Once Knew A Chap Who Had A System Of Just Hanging The Baby On The Clothes Line To Dry And He Was Greatly Admired By His Fellow Citizens For Having Discovered A Wonderful Innovation On Changing A Diaper.

Growing Up In That Fashion Is A Breeding Ground For Insecurity And Doubt; It Also Leaves You Questioning Motives. It Took Me A Long Time To See The World As I Want It Without Constantly Looking For Approval. I Still Fall, But I'm Better Suited For Survival.

I Came To The Conclusion Long Ago That All Life Is Six To Five Against.