‘Ride or Die’ is the bull rider’s motto. Neither is easy when you only have 8 seconds to decide your fate. I’ve learned my life’s lessons from hard living and poor decisions, but all that has given me is a lonely life. I should have died a thousand deaths on that one-ton bull. He’s cheated me twice. I’m too old for this sport. It’s beaten my body up, but I refuse to let it spit me out. One early morning phone call is all it took to scare me. Now my son needs a better life, and I’ll ride until I make it happen, or die trying. A day of reckoning is coming—I know it. I hope I survive it.
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Tidbits (I'm not that interesting!): Born: "We are Marshall", West Virginia Hometown: "Censor"nati, Ohio; home of the Bungles football team What I wanted to be when I grew up: Anything, but poor; or bored; or lazy. Longest-standing hobby: Reading books and giving solo car concerts Astrology: Sagittarius Personality typing: Myers-Briggs ISFJ (“The Defender”) Favorite Book: Gone With the Wind Favorite Color: Red If I could have a superpower: It would be the ability to teleport Most annoying habit: Singing every song that I know on the radio Life's philosophy: Do me wrong and I'll do you even worse; do me right and I'll do you even better. Biggest fear: Heights and never being truly loved
