Walking in Clown Shoes

If asked at the many different points in my life to describe the definition of normal, no two answers wouldve been the same. My Drill Sergeant, when I was in the Army, said that it looked like I woke up in a new world everyday. Thats probably when I wouldve started referring to seek out the dictionarys answer at that time. By not having a handle on a reasonable definition to such a simple word is the best indicator of just how turbulent my life was, at that time.

One of my earliest memories was the ending of Camelot with the assassination of President Kennedy. I was not aware of how this tragedy would impact the nation and the world, I couldnt even grasp the complexities of how my own life was unfolding around me the way it was. The 60s roller coaster left me starting the 70s in the house of mirrors, with no exit in sight.

Ive always been aware that we all have problems that each of us have to deal with, but mine seemed to be strictly unique to me, or maybe it was the way I perceived them. Ive learned (much later in life) that we are all in this together.