THEY WANTED ME TO JOIN BUT ONLY THROUGH THE MAIL

 
#23 - THEY WANTED ME TO JOIN BUT
 ONLY THROUGH THE MAIL

I remember when I had been younger and had wanted to be either a policeman or a soldier, I had always injoyed playing or with my friends and at the time those two jobs had seemed the most exciting to me.  My family had all served in a branch of the military and my mom had even met my dad while she her self had been in the Air Force.  As I had gotten older I had never taken in consideration the fact that my bones would ever hinder me, I had wanted to be a fighter pilot and did not think that I would even have to worry about breaking my bones unless I had to bail out of my jet.  I had known that I could never be a cop as it had been to physical for who I had to deal with.  My little sister and I had always talked about how great it would be when we were older because the two of us had planed on helping people.  WHEN I HAD BEEN ALMOST OUT OF HIGH SCHOOL I HAD REALIZED ALONG THE WAY, AS A RESULTE OF HAVING HEALTH PROBLEMS I WOULD NEVER BE ALLOWED TO BECOME A FIGHTER PILOT AND HAD TO LET GO OF THAT CRAZY CHILDHOOD DREAM.  THE DREAM HAD BEEN RE-LITE WHEN I HAD BEEN AT LUNCH AT MILTON HIGH . . . Everyone had been required to take a written test that had been given to test our judgement under certain situation and I had scored pretty well and when they had came to speak to me, they had seen the wheelchair and had walked away quicker than a very horny and popular chick.  When I had brought in the mail I always had received numerous adds and brochures from the armed services wanting me to have joined up.  It had struck me as weired how they had kept mailing me thing even though I had been in a wheelchair, I know that they are busy trying to keep America safe but damn.  Every time that I had seen a letter addressed to me from one of those branches I had gotten a little excited because I had always wanted to do something heroic in my lifetime, even though at that time I had been thinking that I only had a few years left to live based on what the doctors had been telling me.  Even as I have gotten older I still want to protect people and I would jump in front of a bullet to save either a female or a child's life.  Maybe it is not just because I am weak or tired of the pain, maybe that is just who I am as an individual.  Now I have got to be me and say that if the bitch did me wrong that she is on her own.  BUT ANY WAY-  I remember when I had been a junior at Milton Union High School and guy's from the Navy, Army as well as Marines had came to the school and set up tables covered up with brochures.  Some of the guy's that were in uniform had walked around the cafeteria while we had all been having lunch and one day I had rolled up to a pair of them, I had asked if they new of anyone if that had served for them in a wheelchair.  I remember how one of the Marines had looked at me as if I had been waisting his time or talking about his mom, I had immediately told him that I had been serious with mt question before adding that I had met no disrespect.  the other Marine had walked away and the Marine that I had been talking with had taken a knee in front of me which had been great because the guy had been over 6 feet tall, I had shared with him my views on how messed up the system had been that had made it a rule that you have to be totally healthy to be sent off to be badly injured.  I had went on to tell him that I had realized other soldiers might risk their lives trying to watch out for the guy that has disabilities but, as a guy that had realized that he had not been invisible and had always dealt with being disabled due to a broken bone...  I would think that the disabled soldier would have already made it clear that he had not wanted anyone to make sure that he had been safe because, the guy would have already decided  that he not wanted any of his brothers and sisters to die looking out for him.  Maybe the guy had a death wish because by going on the battle field had meant that he had been playing the odds because he had probably known that he had the lowest chance of surviving compared to the person sitting next to him.  Maybe I am just talking shit but we well never know because handicap's can not serve and esp.  with me, it is not about fighting for or serving the Politicians because I have had a long time to see just how much those greedy bastards feel about the disabled.  I am for the comradery and the brotherhood that exists among  all soldiers, I did not share any of the thoughts above with the Marine as it would be fair of me to write that I had not felt that way completely during that point in my life. The Marine told me that if I had found a way to make it through the Obstacle Course then he had been sure that they would take me, he had followed up his statement with a little chuckle as he had stood up.  I had asked him if 

I had gotten a gun because I had known that the conversation had been over.  I had known that there had been no chance in Hell that I would be allowed to join up with the Air Force but when I had turned 18, my mom had been trying to get my college set up and the state would not help me until I had went and signed a document for something that had to do with the Military. 

THAT BOY HAS PROBLEMS

                                      

#22 - THAT BOY HAS PROBLEMS

I had hated that school and the people that  worked at it and gone to it as it had been nothing like the school in Lewis-burg.  I had not fit in at that school at all and I had been trying to deal with changes in my body that had nothing to do with the small problems of puberty, my body had been screwing up and had not been allowing me to be able to do what I had been able to do years before.  My walking had became a major problem because it had been given me more issues and I had feared that it had became more obvious to the students that had been around me.  At that age it had really mattered to me what the other students had thought about me even though I had hated them, I had still wanted those other young people to think that I had been a somewhat normal dude.  That year had also been hard on me because the doctors had decided that I had to wear larger leg braces that had came up to just below my knee caps, I had felt really bad because some of the other students had teased me by calling me FOREST GUMP.  I had tried to keep them covered but, the braces had still left big bulges that could be seen through any pants that I had worn.  Every time that I had been teased about the braces I had just purposely gotten myself sent to the office where I had known the principal would give me another In-School Suspension.  I had really gotten to like the teacher that had been in the suspension room, the students in there had always been cool to be around.  I had tried to get my mom to not make me wear the braces but she had told me that I had needed to wear them if I had wanted to be able to walk.  I had been getting myself  suspended during the two years that I had been at that school and I think that the principal had gotten tired of dealing with me over the same stupid shit, I had never done anything to either hurt anyone or get myself thrown out of school.  A new school guidance counselor had started working for the school when I had been in the 8th grade and I had soon been sent to him rather than the principal when I had disrupted class with my antics.  The counselor had been in the Military so he and my mom had gotten along rather well as she had been in the AIR FORCE until I had been born.  I had began to see him often and he had taught me how to play Chess to help calm my nerves to deal with every thing on my plate.  Mr. Lawson had then began to hang out with me on occasions after school and he would take me to the movies or to get ice-cream, it had been nice to have another guy to hang out with and to talk about guy shit.  I would see him all the way up to 2000 and I had heard that he had gotten married.  HEY  bill, if you ever read this post just know that I appreciate all that you had done for me . 

MY PRE-TEEN URGES

#21 - MY PRE-TEEN URGES

I had been very

 interested in girls even more so than before and I had began to hump my pillow more and more and one day I had thought that I had peed on my pillow, I had been confused because I had not felt like I had to go to the bathroom. It had not been like I had a male in the household that could answer any of my questions about what could have been wrong with me, my Grandma had caught me a few years early playing with myself and she had told me that the angels in heaven had been watching me.  So I had stopped touching myself and found that by humping things it had felt better and as my Grandma had not said anything regarding that, I had found a fun solution to the problem and no angels could see me.  I had Sex Education in the 4th grade but had not been mature enough to understand any of it and I had known that at the time, my penis had been to small for that white balloon.  Sex Ed. had taught me that sneezing on a girl would get her pregnant as I had been a guy and had seeds in my head, maybe that is why people cover up their mouths when they sneeze.  I can also recall that day when I found a hair growing from my left underarm and I had ran through the new apartment screaming that I had been starting poverty, I had gotten the words mixed up and what I should have said had been puberty but at the time I had no idea what I had been beginning.  I had noticed years earlier that I had always had a little wet spot in my Batman briefs after I had no longer felt the need to keep humping but, I had always thought that it had just been sweat.  Looking back now for this post, I had really regretted the fact that I had never had an older male in the house to ask what I had been going through.  Being a boy, I had always wondered if it had been the right size and I had never gotten that answered until I had lost my virginity at the age of 22.  I had realized later on in life that the information I had gotten from guys my own age as well as the TV had never been very accurate.

      

SPECIAL WISH TO DISNEY WORLD

#20 - SPECIAL WISH TO DISNEY WORLD

The special wish foundation had soon informed me that I had been chosen to receive a wish from them and I had originally wanted a big screen television but my mom had told me that the three of us should do something as a family. So I had chosen to go to DISNEY WORLD and my mom had chosen for us to go during the Christmas time of 1993,  the Dayton Airport had been packed with people who were going somewhere for the holidays.  My mom had been blown away by how crowded the airport had been, if I had been in her shoes it would have been obvious to me not to go anywhere during the holidays.  What did I know about anything at that age, I remember seeing HOME ALONE and I had seen how packed that airport had been around Christmas time.  My sister and I had kept each other entertained by taking turns on a few electronic hand-held games that I had brought for use on the airplane, that had been my first time on a airplane that I could remember.  I am not going to mention the name of the company that we had flown with but, we had been put on an airplane that had propellers on it on the wings and the bathroom had been broken so we had to smell shit all the way to our first connection flight.  My mom had not been in a very good mood because the three of us had not even been sitting together, someone had told me that the airline should have retired the plane that we had been flying on.  The only problem that I can remember about that flight had been when either a duck or bird had flown into one of the propellers, I had not seen it because it had happened on the other side of the plane but I had been thrilled to have a window-seat.  The best part of flying to me has to be take-off and being thrown back into the seat after the plane has began acceleration.  We had one lay over both to and from Dayton and I have to say that gummi worms are expensive when you buy them at an airport.  We had arrived at the Orlando Airport and my mom had spent a bit of time trying to rent a car, I guess that there might have been a problem in locating the type of car that we were supposed to have.  By the time that we had finally left the airport we all had been tried and my mom had trouble locating where we had been staying, the place we had been looking for had been out in the middle of nowhere.  As if to top that we had gotten there and were walking in, we had noticed all of the warning signs that had been posted in the yard about snakes.  I remember how I had seen all the dead armadillos on the side of the road, I had never seen one and I had been in awe because I had also never seen palm trees.  That night I had eaten all of the butter cookies that had been in the Welcome Basket and I can also remember how angry my mom had gotten when she had seen that there had only been a few outlets in the place.  It had been a rather nice two bedroom cottage but as my mom had pointed out, the place should have had more electrical outlets.  The plan had been to head out early the next morning and head to SEA WORLD, Florida had been going thought unusually cold weather during that whole week and my mom had packed us rather warm clothing so all three of us had not been that comfortable during that first day out.  My mom had taken us by a Walmart to get some long sleeve shirts and pants, then the three of us had gone to DISNEY WORLD.  My mom had rented me a wheelchair for use in the park so that my legs would not tire out,  the place had been packed and none of the people had seemed to have any manners as many had just stepped over me and on me even though I had been in a wheelchair.  Many of the people had said in perfect english that they could not speak english when my mom had yelled at them, she had finally gotten pissed and told me to hold my legs up as she had soon began to plow over anyone that had stepped rudely in front of me.  When you are in a wheelchair you get to ride most things without having to wait in a long line,of all the parks I can say that UNIVERSAL was my favorite park.  The way we had done it was going to a different park each day and on our last day we had gone back to UNIVERSAL, my favorite Ride had been the E.T ride because even waiting in the line had been awesome as you had felt like you were standing in the woods.  I had really enjoyed the shows and had gotten to see some cool props like KIT the car from KNIGHT RIDER, I had liked that park at night because of the large parade and the fire works that had been set off when it had gotten dark.  The only bad thing had been how much the drinks had cost out of the vending machines, we had ordered lunch one day at one of the parks as we had normally gotten lunch before we had arrived.  My little sister had just taken a bite out of her $4.00 hamburger when a giant seagull had decided to shit on her, I will never forget that experience.  My mom had bought us some of those dorky hats with mouse ears on them and I had kept that hat until some time around 2007, the 3 of us had gotten along better during those earlier years until around 2000.  Our flight home had been no better that our flight to Orlando.  My mom had called the Special Wish Foundation and complained about the accommodation's of our trip, I had then been allowed to get my big screen TV. 

ELECTRIC REFLEX TEST

#19 - ELECTRIC REFLEX TEST

                                                        My reflex time was deteriorating and the doctors had decided that they wanted to run a few tests. I do not remember the name of this test but I do remember that it involved needles, devices that shocked me and my calf muscles. This test had started in the afternoon and it took place at the Children's Medical Center. I was given a drug to make me fall asleep but I wouldn't relax enough for it to work. My mom had been in the room with me and she was trying to keep me calm and trying to get me to close my eyes and go to sleep. One of the guys that was waiting to do the procedure kept poking his head into the room and then he asked for my mom to step out into the hall. She came back in the room and told me that I had a few more minutes to quit fighting the drug or, they would have to do the procedure with me awake. I could not relax when I heard that they were only going to give me a few more minutes, was this going to hurt? Time seemed to fly by and before I had known it, the tech had popped his head back in the room and told my mom that they were ready for me. He and another tech had led me into a barely lit room that had a table that was covered with cushions and there was a computer over in the corner. My mom had followed me into the room and she along with one of the techs had helped me onto the table, while the other tech went over toward the computer. They had me lie on my stomach and grab a hold of two rubber handles that protruded from the end of the table. I had on a hospital gown and remember the uncomfortable intrusion of feeling one of the techs raising the gown enough to expose both of my calf's. I couldn't see any of them but I heard the tearing of a bag that contained contents which the tech emptied on the table near my legs. I had listened to the hum of the computer and was feeling very nervous but did not want to appear that way to the guys or my mom. One of the techs had told me that I was going to feel something wet and cold on the back of my leg and then I was going to feel a small poke that was going to be followed by a feeling of dragging my socks on the carpet and building up static. He had then told me that he needed me to remain very still.The liquid was very cold and it felt slimy on my calf but I only had time to focus on the coldness for a second. The tech stabbed my calf with a very sharp needle that was followed by a painful shock that felt as if it slowly pulsated down my leg and to my foot and escaped out of the end of my toes. I hollered out in surprise as the tech had put another drop of the liquid on my leg and pierced my skin with another needle which was followed by a shock that had seemed stronger than the first. I began to thrash around on the table as I felt another drop of liquid on the back of my leg. My mom  and the tech tried to hold me still and he was yelling at me to calm down but I was not going to let him stab me again. The other tech must have come over to help hold me down because they were able to stab me one more time. The shock did not seem as bad when I was kicking my legs around. My mom told them to stop and as they let go of me, I remember how I had rushed down from the table. I was still crying while I was putting my pants on to go home. One of the techs gave me a few packs of baseball cards and some stickers. My mom had taken me to BURGER KING after the procedure and had explained that I would not have had to go through that procedure if my dad would have given some of his blood for the doctors to run some tests on. My calf had a painful bruise on it for weeks.

DREA

#14 - DREA

My first memory of that girl had been during my first day of 4th grade at my new school in Vandalia.  We had been on recess and she had approached me and had told me that she had just moved there with her mom from Kentucky and it had occured to me that she had known that I had been new to the school and the city of Vandalia as well.  She had began to talk to me every day and I had soon learned that she had lived on the same road as me and her house had not been that far from the apartment.  REWIND JUST A LITTLE- I had my first male teacher that year and after the first day of school, he had walked me home because he had also lived on the same street as I.  My mom had been pissed when we had arrived at the apartment that we had moved to.   Now that I am older, I would be pissed off as well if a man had shown up infront of me holding my son's hand when that man had clearly not been straight.  Myt mom had taken me aside after he had left and she had told me about homosexuality, I could not believe that a man would do that to another man.  IF YOU ARE GAY I DO NOT HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT, JUST REMEMBER I HAD ONLY BEEN AROUND 10 DURING THAT TIME.  Drea had began to walk home with me every day after that first one as I was unable to look my teacher in the eye for a time after my mom had filled me in.  It had all started to fall into place and my little 10 year old brain.  After I had known what I had known about the guy, I had never been one of the boys in the class that would rubb his back for a gold star and that had meant that I would never get a doughnut at the end of the week.  Drea had immediatly becam my best friend as it had been hard for me to fit in with the rest of the guys in my class, she had seemed to know more about my body than I had and she had offered to do things with me that I had not even thouhgt about.  She had began to hang out at the apartment with me often because she had problems getting along with her mom's new husband.  My mom had soon bgan to like Drea and she had even accepted her as a daughter type untill something had happened in the early 2000's, I had not been anywhere around Ohio during that point.  As I am older now and re-calling the events for my BIO, Drea had been there for me untill the end of 2004 when I had moved to Florida.  During the years since I had met her, I had occasionally dealt with having stronger feeling for her and wanting more from her than that of a sister roll.  REMEMBER THAT THE 2 OF US HAD NOT BEEN BROTHER AND SISTER BY BIRTH, DO NOT TAKE THIS AS A CASE OF BROTHER AND SISTER FROM KENTUCKY HAVING FEELING FOR EACH OTHER LOL.  I had never told her about the urges and wants that I had for her sometimes and the only way that she will ever know,is if she were ever to read this post. In Vandalia,the elementary school had only gone to the 4th grade level which had made us the oldest stundents in the building. I remember how I had Sex-Ed. In the 4th grade and I had not quite understood what I had been told properly, I had thought that I had seeds in my head which must have meant that I could get a girl pregnant by sneezing on her.  I can also remember how happy I had felt during that summer because I had found a hair growing under my arm, I had gone through the apartment yelling that I had been going through poverty as I had called it and not puberity. 

THE REFLEX TEST

#18 - THE REFLEX TEST

doctor to both believe and discover, that I may have Friedric's Ataxia in which he had began his own study methods to track the disease that he had so strongly felt that I had.  I had not liked the guy very much when he had began to talk as if I had yet another disease but now, I wish that I would be able to track him down and both shake his hand and tell him how smart I think he is.  We had gone to a few other doctors and none of them had the knowledge that he had and one doctor had even wanted to put me on steroids saying that I would live short life but it would be a less painful one.  Back at Dr. Hardman's he had asked me if I would be willing to be admitted into the hospital over at Children's for about a week and allow doctors from all over the country to come in and run various tests upon me, he had told me that I might have a condition that is a unique one because the Medical World has never come across before.  I HAVE OSTEOGENESIS IMPERFECTA- FRIEDRIC'S  ATAXIA WITH A CARDIAC INVOLVEMENT- I ALSO HAVE A VERY ENLARGED HEART.  I just asked if it was going to hurt and he had told me that it had depended the procedure.  I had thought for about a minute and decided that I would do it to held doctors treat others and on the plus side, it would get me out of school for a while.        

I had gotten quite used to the long drive from where we had been living to the Children's Hospital, my Neurologist had bought a house right next door to the hospital where he had set up his office. I had liked the cozy feel of the office setting as opposed to that of the hospital and he had numerous pet cats that had ran around the office / house. He had been a doctor that I had began seeing after meeting Doctor Lerner when I had been too young to remember. He had been my Neurologist and I had noticed that he had been more involved in matters concerning my balance and coordination from what I had gathered, I had still been very young but I had known that I had many doctor's during that time. It had been Dr. Hardman that would order me to wear braces on my feet and later ordering larger ones, he had been monitoring me heavily since the 4th grade because I had began falling down alot more during that period.  It had been Dr. Hardman that had discovered that I had been cheating on my reflex test and cheating might be using too strong of a word to descibe just what I had been doing, I had still been very young and had not been realizing that I had been screwing myself.  The doctor would have me sit on the table and he would take a little rubber hammer to each of my knees and I would kick them out but, one day he had made me turn away and when he had hit each one of my knees nothing had happened.  The Friedric's Ataxia was setting in but it had still been in it's early stages as Dr. Hardman had been the first

THE PRINCI PAL

       



#17 - THE PRINCIPAL

I had been in the 6th grade and I had been getting in trouble often but mostly for disrupting class with my antics. I had been sent to the Assistant Principal's Office numerous times and each time the 2 of us had ended up laughing and discussing what we had seen on the discovery channel, I do remember all of the times that I had sat on the wooden bench in the office and I had hoped to see the Assistant Principal rather than the mean one. His office door had normally been closed but, I had felt the need to rush by it or tip toe. One day however when I was being led into the asst. Principal's office his door had opened and he had said that he would deal with me from that point on because he had seen me in the office numerous times. His wall had been covered with pictures of NBA players, I had recognized a few of them and had learned after asking him that he had used to referee.  This had been the  time when I began to rebel against the other students and I had realized that the Principal would be the one to deal with me from that point on.  He had not been as nice as the asst. principal as we had never had interesting conversations about the Discovery channel.  The principal had always been quick to slap me with another Saturday school when ever I had been sent to the office, it had gotten to the point of not being in his office for very long before he would hand me a Saturday School notice before just  sending me on my way.  I had just gotten my ear pierced and the kids had made fun of me so one day I had went into the classroom early and threw everyone's pencils out of the window  when the time had came I had been the only one in the entire class that had a pencil.  The teacher had known that it had been my work even before he had seen my dimples of guilt,  looking back on the whole thing I am able to see that I should have throw my pencil out as well.  The Principal had began to get visibly frustrated when ever he had seen me on that wooden bench in the office and  he had discovered that I had not minded Saturday School  I had just been sent to the office for both innocent and stupid shit he did not suspend me.  His solution had been to keep me in a private room on the stage in the Assembly Hall but it had only lasted a few days because, I had loved being away from all those jerks that I had in each of my classes.  Looking back for this post I can plainly see that Principal had neither been my friend or my pal.     

 MY ENCOUNTER WITH A BIG REDHEADED BITCH

I had only been in the 5th grade and I had found myself in middle school, Vandalia had it set up where the 4th  grade had been the highest level in the Elementary school setting.We had moved across town and then I had been attending a different school than those that I had went to Demmitt with. That school had both air-conditioning as well as carpeting, Drea had neither as she had went to Morton. Every other student had seemed like giants compared to myself and I had definately not like that place from day one, I had been glad to see that there had been larger library than at the elementary school. I had noticed a few familiar faces from the apartment complex that we had just moved into. I had been offered the chance to be the water boy for the 5th grade football team by my Sunday School Teacher, I had always wanted to compete and play sports but my bones had been to fragile. I had gotten a jersey and that had made me feel a little better about not being able to play, the practices had been very boring and most of the time I had taken my friend's little sister to play on the play ground near by. I had found joy in talking to the players that had gotten yelled at by the coach, I had always try to cheer them up and remind them what great athletes they had been. I think that I may have gotten a trophy for team spirit but, I do not remember because the trophy had not meant that much to me. I had made a really good friend that had been on the football team and the 2 of us would cause a lot of mischief together during both 5th and 6th grade.  THERE HAD BEEN THIS GIRL THAT HAD A LOCKER NEAR MINE AND I DO NOT RECALL WHY BUT, THE 2 OF US HAD HATED EACH OTHER. I had this weird habit of pinching a random girl between the legs when I had seen them bending over infront of me, actually it had not been weird but the urge to do it had been. I had seen it done on a movie but I had never gotten the same reaction as the guy had in the movie, it had landed me in the principal's office and threatened with Sexual  Harassment Charges. I think that the redhead had a friend that I had used that move on and which may  have started our feud, I only think that might have been the reason but I would not bet on it. Anyway, it had been between classes and I had to go to my locker to retrieve a book for my next class. She had also been at her locker and I am thinking that I had made a comment about the way that her hair had looked that day, the next thing that I had known was that both of her arms were around my waist and she had lifted me up while she had been squeezing me tightly. It had only been about a minute but I had been fighting for breath because that bitch had been squeezing me like I had been in a vice and then without warning, she had thrown me to the ground and my left kneecap had broke my fall. READER'S DO NOT GET ME WRONG, YES I HAD GOTTEN BEATEN UP BY A GIRL BUT SHE HAD THROWN ME DOWN HARD BECAUSE I HAD NOT EVEN WEIGHED A 100 POUNDS DURING THAT PERIOD. The teacher that I had my first crush on had stood in her class room doorway and had been hollering to me that the bell was about to ring signaling that I was going to be late for her class. I was on the ground as I had known that I was in a large amount of pain but, I stood up somehow and made it to my crush's class. As I had been sitting there the pain had been over whelming and the harder I had tried to fight back tears, my teacher had noticed and stopped the whole class lecture to find out why I had been crying. TALK ABOUT BEING EMBARRASSED, THE WHOLE CLASS HAD SEEN ME CRYING. The teacher had excused me to go to the office and see the nurse but I could not stand up to leave the room, the teacher I had the crush on had carried me on her shoulders down to the office. My mom had been pissed because they had thought that I had been faking to get out of class and they had not called her until a few hours had passed and it had became clear to those assholes that I had not been getting up to leave the office. My mom had picked  me up and carried me to her car before she had rushed me to Doctor Lehner, He had taken several x-rays which had shown that my left kneecap had been majorly shattered. Every one had been afraid that I would no longer be able to walk but, I had known better and that it would be only a matter of time before I would be up again. Believe it or not, even though I had known how brittle I had been becoming I was still able to recover from anything. Over the years reality has almost crushed all of my desires but I have always been and still am a fighter. My friend Mitch had loved pushing me around in the chair and the two of us had played the wheelchair to get away with a lot of stuff at school during that time. MY MOM HAD TAKEN THAT LITTLE BITCH TO COURT AND RIGHT AWAY OUR LAWYER HAD KNOWN HER OLDER BROTHER, AS FOR ME I HAVE A FEAR OF MOST REDHEAD'S AND MY LEFT LEG STILL GIVES ME MAJOR PAIN OFTEN. .