This is a wonderful blog post… take the time and read it and learn about this self-made man and how he made it. There is a lot here that I can relate to and understand. I love it. I hope you enjoy it.
Originally posted on Whatever:
To begin, my mother and father are responsible for me existing at all, so I suppose the first round of “How I made it to where I am” begins there.
I was born at Travis Air Force Base in Fairfield, CA, and as I understand it I was not the easiest of births, taking on the order of three days to be evicted from the womb. That couldn’t have been comfortable or safe either for my mother or for me, so thanks go to the medical team of doctors and nurses who helped with my birth. Likewise, the fact I was born at an Air Force base means that I owe a thanks to America’s military for offering medical care to my mother (based on her relationship to my father, who was in the military at the time), and indirectly to America’s taxpayers, whose dollars went to supporting the military…
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