Opinions and Thoughts of LightHouse Dann Verner - Just as he is!

  At Princess Margaret Cancer Centre to see what is going on in my throat and why my trach is hurting me so much. Six years I have had it and it never hurt before. In the next two weeks I have seven appointments here for tests and diagnosis. I’ve been lucky with surviving seven years when they had told me that I would be lucky if I made it till the spring of 2019 – 7 years later here I stand. All I can say is that with everything life threw at me I stood my ground. If my time is up, well, it’s been one heck of a ride and it is what it is. But, I am sure that I will be around for a while yet – going to suffer some but I am alive. I have full confidence in my treatment team. Greatest hospital in the world!

  “How I miss riding Old Yeller!” Do you feel life has been fair to you? We all have complaints and grievances. The big question is are they “ justified ”? My childhood was absolute Hell. Yet I feel that my life has simply been exactly that – “ life ”. No different than many others has been. I was bounced through thirty_two foster homes in my first ten years. Finally going to live with my father, stepmother and step brother and sister at ten years old. However, I never felt like I belonged with them. I resented discovering that I had a father and family that lived a few miles from my last fosterhome but they never visited me until the last year. At the age of twelve I was renited with my older brother when he returned from the famous “Woodstock Concert”. Together we decided that the nomadic hippie life was our calling. So, he, 16 and I, 12 walked out of our so-called ‘parental ’  home and joined the “Awarehouse” hippie commune. The tribe kept me secure from the grasp of author...

This is my latest book. Available in eBook, Paperback and Hardcover formats. https://a.co/d/0usYzRc Ramblings Of A Damaged Mind This work is unlike any of my previous publications. It is a collection of short stories, roving ramblings, long thoughts, whimsical ideologies, serious banters, cryptic poetry and my opinionated opinions . Each unique in their own ways. Each a portrait of that moment in my time. Subliminal messages may lay cloaked within serious insights of society as I perceive it to be. My education was not obtained from the hallowed halls of a prestigious house of knowledge. I attended the schools of life and the universities of the unseen society.