posted on Nov, 13 2007 @ 05:25 PM
If you are, let's hear about it...
Semperfortis:
I was born in Virginia and abandoned there by my "parents" on a street corner where I was found wandering around by a police officer. I was 3 years
old.
After a stint in an orphanage and several foster homes, my Granny tracked me down and took me home to the farm in West Virginia. There we lived
together in bliss and harmony until I went off to college.
Granny taught me everything I know; independence, self-reliance and a desire to succeed. Grandpa passed away while I was still very young and Granny
and I subsisted on just her Social Security. Something like 123.00 a month. We were poor. At the age of 8 I would hunt so that we had extra meet on
the table in years when the cattle did not produce well or we could not afford a Hog. Granny tended chickens and we both worked hard in the garden.
There was always plenty to eat, no candy or treats very often, but that made them more special.
Granny insisted I work hard and not miss school, knowing my education would most likely get me out of the dirt farm business. She supported me in
football, knowing a strong background in competition would help me too succeed. She truly was the first Conservative I ever knew and the finest
yet.
After 3 years in college, I dropped out and joined the Marines. I finished college while in the Corps and also learned many many more life's lessons
about; again, independence and self reliance. In the Marines I also learned self discipline, self control and pride in my accomplishments. I learned
it is ok to want to succeed and be better than you are.
After 4 in the Corp, I extended for a year in order to go to another school overseas. I spent a huge majority of time overseas and loved every minute
of it. When it was time to "re up" I was offered a position in a police force and having a "little" one, opted out and began my career in Police
work.
It was a struggle, Police Officers don't make much money, and after my wife left us, me and the girls had to pull our belts tight, but we made it and
they got their education and are now in college doing well.
I hung in there, relying on the teachings of my Granny, that I was doing the right thing, and after a while things got a lot better. I saw what
happened to people that switched career after career and figured I was better off staying where I was, I was correct.
I started saving money and began investing and soon at the age of 41 after "buying" 5 years Military time, I was able to retire and move south,
taking another Law Enforcement job that pays very well in an area that is a true joy to live in. Still in college working on my PHD, which will be
YEARS in coming (Not enough time in the day) but I do it for the knowledge, not just to get through it. (That and to be called Doctor..
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA)
Married again to the most wonderful wife in the world that supports me in everything I do, even the silly things. I was also correct to wait for the
right woman...
Long story short? I am successful. I do not have to work if I choose not too. Did anyone help me? NO. Did the Government ever help or support me?
NO... My Granny's Social Security check came from my grandpa and his years working. I have made it because my Granny taught me too, because she would
never accept a penny in welfare or food stamps, knowing that together we would make it through..
I am a Conservative.... I am self reliant, independent and sick and tired of some namby pamby telling me I need to support someone else because
"they" choose to not work and live on checks from the government. I struggled and fought for everything I have. I have charities that I CHOOSE to
donate too and I tithe 10% to my church, because I CHOOSE too. Not because some liberal tells me it is my social responsibility. I fill my social
responsibility by helping people everyday. I'll show them the want ads and job openings they can do no matter what they may perceive is wrong with
them.
A Hand UP, not a Hand OUT
It's not been easy for me, not by a long shot. PTSD from the Marines, Clinical Depression from a combination of abandonment issues and the PTSD.
Broke my back in a skydiving accident in 1995 and more concussions and wounds then you can count. Support my Sister financially and emotionally. (I
was abandoned because my father did not like little boys, my sister was not so lucky) Could I get government checks, you bet ya; will I? Not as long
as I can breathe or do ANYTHING that is helpful. My back finally gives up and I can't stand anymore, I'll find a job that lets me sit. My eyes get
worse? Blind people work every day, I will too.
Point is this... If you want to, you can be successful, as successful as you choose to be. Or you can give in to life's set backs and demand that
people that have struggled all their lives and worked hard to get something, give you a check each month...
It is really your choice...
Semper