This is how come I had to become a drummer. I couldn't stand the canned drum's (electronic drums). There was no heart in the drum beat behind me, So....I had to become a drummer, I always loved my grand dad, father, brother...as well as my sisters and mother, I had some problems as a youngster and I had to do my share of fighting predators off. I did OK, There was always a balance between what I wanted and some dominating force. That never worked with me. I don;t respond well to force. I could tell you tales,,,but then I would have to...never mind. Let us thank God for this day, and the next, should God decide we should get one in the first place. Good thing I had good people lookin out for me along the way.
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