My OperaThird stop on our way out.
Thursday, December 20, 2012 2:20:54 PM
So far we've stayed at my parents for three weeks,My wifes,Tracy's,parents about a Three months,and finally my Aunt Sharon's.Me and my wife,who are both disabled helped my Aunt and husband move from there house,because they both have health issues.We moved them from Colonial Williamsburg to Denbigh,Virginia.About thirty miles away.Oh and forgot to mention our situation.
We raised my daughter,who is now 23 years old with a three and 9 month year old baby's.Yes,I'm a Grand Parent at 45 years old.My wife a bit older.We raised my daughter Shelley I a small fishing town named Poquoson.Which in American
Indian,means great marsh.I was a drummer in local bands for about 15 years,then Paul my best friend concentrated on our originals that we had been making for family and friends for 20 years.We had over a hundred songs before Paul,who was like a brother to me died of cancer.It's been three years now and I have lost my interest in making music.Actually,I lost interest in everything.My balance got to where I could hold my balance,so I went to the Doctor and found out I have a brain tumor around my ear canal and one in my thyroid and a few more in my mid section.I became to where I couldn't be a plumber,after 20 years of it,and lost my job and insurance.Then my wife lost hers,working at a bank then the bank took our house.Before they could take my new F-150 f/x 4 with leather seats,I sold it and spent the money to buy an R/V so they couldn't touch it.It was now considered our home and they couldn't touch it.Plus I got to keep my X-Terra truck,because you can keep one vehicle to get around in.It took a year of no income,but we finally won our battle with the Social Security Department and are now receiving Disability checks.So now we a gypsy's living in a R/V going where ever the wind takes us.I have a few more things to settle before we can leave town,but live is what you make it,so never give up and know there's someone in a worst position than you.And I thank God everyday for each day he gives me.
We raised my daughter,who is now 23 years old with a three and 9 month year old baby's.Yes,I'm a Grand Parent at 45 years old.My wife a bit older.We raised my daughter Shelley I a small fishing town named Poquoson.Which in American
Indian,means great marsh.I was a drummer in local bands for about 15 years,then Paul my best friend concentrated on our originals that we had been making for family and friends for 20 years.We had over a hundred songs before Paul,who was like a brother to me died of cancer.It's been three years now and I have lost my interest in making music.Actually,I lost interest in everything.My balance got to where I could hold my balance,so I went to the Doctor and found out I have a brain tumor around my ear canal and one in my thyroid and a few more in my mid section.I became to where I couldn't be a plumber,after 20 years of it,and lost my job and insurance.Then my wife lost hers,working at a bank then the bank took our house.Before they could take my new F-150 f/x 4 with leather seats,I sold it and spent the money to buy an R/V so they couldn't touch it.It was now considered our home and they couldn't touch it.Plus I got to keep my X-Terra truck,because you can keep one vehicle to get around in.It took a year of no income,but we finally won our battle with the Social Security Department and are now receiving Disability checks.So now we a gypsy's living in a R/V going where ever the wind takes us.I have a few more things to settle before we can leave town,but live is what you make it,so never give up and know there's someone in a worst position than you.And I thank God everyday for each day he gives me.
