I've wanted to post this one for a while; my mom would put the serious hurt on me if she knew it was here. That's my dad with the bottle and I think my cousin Jeff holding my head. (Mom and Dad still have the desk in the background...it's part of Dad's shop.)

This should clear up any untold rumors. Oh yeah, I also fell down the stairs a lot when I started to walk. (No depth perception...it's fun driving!! Ask Jonnie!!)

Look closely and you'll see I HAVE NO EYE. This is my life prior to age 3. Then it's about 10 more eyes and 6 surgeries to now. And more to come...