dedicate this page to the friends I made
working at the Postal Service:
pray for your well-being and I won't ever forget you
for your precious friendships.
heard about the Anthrax scare (Sept. 2001) Now it looks like
is a dust that not only bothers me, but now one that can
everybody. Stay safe, God Bless.
that you can find me on the web, feel free to send
hello email.. I'd be honored.
to right) Me, Lori (my wife), Joan (my sister) and Roc (her husband).
the picture above was taken, I have gotten a whole lot healthier
leaving the Postal Service to regain my health
start a new happier career in computers and audio video field,
gigging now and then with various bands.
I will always have trouble with my respiratory system,
the sensitivity and damage cannot be undone.
t it is much more controllable these days without the constant
unecessary exposure to what was bothering me.
sister, (shown in that picture), she is a physical therapist and
me from giving up, when I was ready to succcomb to a respiratory illness:
years of constant infections and severe lung and sinus trouble
by my postal job in a very filthy building
worsened by daily persecution by management
left me with very little strength by the time it was over.
and my wife Lori intervened just as I'd lost all hope,
almost my life to it by Sept. '98.
and the rest of my family helped me get
on my feet, retrained, and on my way
a more positive and productive life!
wasn't easy at first either. I was all messed up for about a year.
couldn't sweat, and became lactose intolerant among
other weird symptoms! Evidently, whatever I was being
to, basically crashed my immunity, and altered my chemistry
to cause these things to surface....
had I met more UNBEARABLY beligerant, condescending,
hateful, soul selling, manipulative JERKS
make up a LARGE portion (but NOT all)
the management where I was in that USPS distribution plant.
To those were
were more HUMAN, I
for having a heart and not selling out...
All of those
who worked with me and my family,
I am talking about!
do believe that Divine Justice
them PAY for what they did,
So I hearby
give it all to my maker, he will make it right.
vengeance be his!
justice may have indeed had a hand.
of those people have been nailed for various similar
I was also offered back my old job about a couple of years later,
to the hard work of the Postal Union.
politely declined, feeling I had no reason to ever return.
it feels good to know that things finally came out!
let this be a testimony:
GOD, FAMILY and FRIENDS ,..
should come FIRST.
with that said, it's TIME TO LIVE!