My cause and effect started 42 years ago...

My path is different from yours, yet in many ways is exactly the same.  Some of our paths are easier and some are harder.  The tough part is how to choose which path to follow.

It didn't take me long to find what path I would take… Heck I had it all figure out by the age of 7….

So if I had it figured out, how did I get where I am today?  Well, that took me a lot longer to figure out… So here is how I see it now…  There was the cause, what happened to me along the way…  Then the effect, how dealt with that effect,… what did I do because of what happened in my life….   and then the consequences…. What was the outcome of my actions?

Before we get started I would like to share with you a little about me with you….  Well it started out great.  I was born in small town… 

Leadville Colorado, which is called the 2 mile high city…10,252 ft

I have a sister who is 9 years older and a brother 5 years younger.. 

I was a great kid… and had a great life… My mom was a stay at home mom…. my dad worked for the local mine and we spent most of our time outdoors…  skiing, hunting and fishing….. I was a straight A student…. And according to my family liked to wear white pressed shirts to school.. Maybe that was my to keep my world in order… .  How perfect it seemed

I was always by my dad’s side, hunting, fishing, skiing and going to the bars, Heck I even remember the names.. The Silver Dollar Saloon and the Scarlet Inn.   

I remember when I was 8 or 9 and was out with my dad and his buddies, we were playing pool as usual. But this time it was late… I guess it must have been around 10 or 11 on a school night… my mom came looking for us…We were pretty easy to find… When she found us… as you can imagine she was pretty mad.  And then I made it worse, one of my dad’s buddies taught me a saying and when she tore into my dad for keeping me out so late on a school night I said “I am no fool, I don’t have to go to school, I can shoot pool” well that didn't go over well.  Believe me I almost lost an arm as she dragged me out of the bar.

A year or so later, the mine laid-off all of the old timers, along with my dad, he figured he would retire there and he was devastated. We had to move to North Idaho

When we got to Idaho my parents ended up buying a bar, Watsons Resort on Rose Lake and we lived upstairs and when not tending bar my dad worked at the local mines.  What a great time I had… I lived on a lake, had a horse named Chico and a Honda 50 mini bike…   What could be better?   

I was 10 and had all freedom a kid could want…

It is now 42 years later… So let’s talk