About Me

Myself, being one stubborn son of a gun, who has, for more then 28 years denied my permanent physical disabilities, and results of TBI, from limiting me, and my family. Prior to the past 28 years since my TBI, there were 24 years of my growing up in a close family, My immediate family, and extended family, in rural Vt. The 24 years before my injuries, is a blank slate I have little rememberance of. But I know it is of me today, and has been of my strength since being disabled. The results of a drunk driver hitting the car I was in head on. A blessing in disguise, and a glorious journey of freedom, while being held in the arms of a Love. An experience of pure Love I have never experienced in the world. That too, has been a strong, driving force, which has helped me through every day since the accident. There is much I have done, and accomplished, over the past 28 years; 17 of them being employed full time. During that time my physical limitations, and constant pain, would attempt to deny me my independence, but the Gift I accepted has always been there to help. Even when my permanent disabilities, and medical professionals, required me to stop working, and I had to seek government assistance, the Gift was by my side. Of that Gift, I learned the limitations, and disparities, of government social programs, and private industries attached to it.