Lightening Up...

When I was a young man, I overheard my uncle saying that I didn't "have any problem a stiff shot of scotch couldn't cure."�� I hadn't heard what the other person had said to him about me, but that didn't matter.�� The point is, sadly, that it took me decades to figure out what the hell he meant.�� I finally understand. My generation might have said: "He has a rod stuck up his ass."�� But, of course, that couldn't apply to me.

I wanted very much for��things to be "right" in my world.�� As an adopted