Both my mom and dad where born and raised in the same hometown of St.Johnsbury. That same quaint little parcel that time forgot. I was actually born in Rutland, VT, but raised in St.J.
                        I suppose I owe a great deal to them both considering the sacrifice they made to assure I had a good childhood and life as I came to know it. All the moral fiber and values of today that I hold sacred are the results of years of rearing and teachings from them both. They did what they could to assure I was given all the opportunities and comforts they could afford, as well as allowing me to make my mistakes and to learn from each and every one of them. Some were hysterical, others painful, but all lessons were necessary to become a stronger adult and human being. My favorite quote is one of my own "To be old and wise, you must first be young and stupid, of which I have been both" comes from the lessons learned all those years ago at the hands of two of the most caring people to ever touch my life.  Respect, honesty, honor, caring, curiosity and so much more were commonplace discussions as a child growing up not only in my home, but the neighborhood in general. Somewhere along the way, these lessons were learned and at times without any knowledge of it transpiring. I was not alone in this world, and it was comforting to know this. I have a sister Lori.  She is all of two years my elder and raised with these same values and morals. Together, we thought we had it all. Parental love, family unity, and the moral standards of royalty. Little did I know the futures rude awakening.