After graduation I went to work in the oilfield and polished my resume for 33 years. My brother owned The Homefield Bar and Grill for 13 years, I worked there almost 3 years trying to escape the oilfield but life is all about the money so I went back. In 1996 I developed a love for Harley-Davidson which lasts today. Also in 1996 I went to work at McDonald Tank and Equipment with some classmates. I also eventually went to work at Slack's Bar and Grill and became the weekend bar manager. In September 2007 I was t-boned on the west side of Great Bend on a new Harley by an inattentive driver. It was a very traumatic accident that left my left leg below the knee still in my boot in the intersection. I'm extremely lucky or blessed to be alive. I mastered my prosthetic world and was riding again in 6 months. Going back to work in the oilfield was out of the question so I entered a state program and went to Barton College and graduated with honors in 2010. I then moved to Hays to attend the University and was an honor student with a killer GPA. In 2012 I had another life-altering change and I left FHSU one semester from a Bachelor's degree in History. I have been caught up in the Harley world since and now we are all stuck in a carnival sideshow thanks to the RONA. I haven't written this much since FHSU. I'm waiting for the world to come to its senses and I plan on moving to Corpus Christi and I'm hoping for a long stretch of no stress while the golden years slip by. Sounds great but except for the moving it is all crap because I don't know how to lay around like that. I knew I would never be wealthy because I have always been a working man but I do all I can to be happy.
I was a rebel without a cause in school and I was working full time by the junior year. In school I wouldn't have called most you a friend, partly my fault and partly the school tradition of cliques and mistrust. But I believe I have grown up emotionally and I call a lot of people friend now....I hope the reunion happens next year and I hope God and my Mom still aren't ready for me in Heaven and I can attend. There is a rather large group from our class I want to talk and laugh with and look at them like the bus just dropped them off.
Harley-Davidson and all the licensed crap that is a part of the life. Gardening....turns out I'm a helluva gardener. Cooking, between the Homefield and a bit at Slack's and a BUNCH at a breakfast cafe in Hays owned by my friend Danny Herman of Golden Q fame where my hermano taught me so much about preparing Mexican breakfasts I have become a very qualified cook. Not much more, my Dad passed away in 1986, OOZhmy Mom in 2006 and my younger sister Karen Sue, who some of you knew, passed away in 2008. That leaves my sister Patti, who some of you know, and I as the family. Oh and women, they interest me like you wouldn't believe because they are so much different.