WORDS FROM THE HIGHWAYS AND BYWAYS

About the Book

The following words are but a few simple things that I learned. Do not get me wrong I was there in Height Ashberry, SanFransisco Ca. on Preach Tree Street Atlanta Ga. and in Greenish village. New York I had a hell of time at Filmorewest, Seen some pretty amazing things in my life. But I have also lost many friends including my brother. And most were lost to drugs, alcohol and flat stupidity and there is nothing I can do to change it now. But now I hope some of the kids that are coming up now will realize that drugs are something that they should be afraid of. And that they should know, that no matter how good they make you feel. There is a cost, a cost in lives lost, in the years you may spend behind bars. I do not know why I was so lucky to still be alive, or not locked up for the rest of my life, or in a state mental hospital. I attribute it to pure dumb LUCK! Please read and learn from my mistakes and learn to live. Find hope in your life, find a love to hold on to and never ever give up. Go through life and do the best you can and don’t hurt anyone, and do not worry about the rest,,, its all bullshit.

About the Author

I am sure that you do not know me, and then may be you do, I could be any man, father, brother, or just somebody that you might have known, I grew up in a time of great change. Our country was at war in Southeast Asia. It was a new world for the young people of our nation. The end of the world could come to an end, at the push of a button. Students rioted in the streets, as rock and roll moved us to a new beat. And drugs could be found on every main street in America and like many, I tried them all. It felt good to fly and never leave the ground, but I always tried to learn from them, seeking something important, an answer to my unasked question while I tried to find out just who, I was, and eventually I did.