There was a time when I believed life was fair. There was a time when I believed friends care. My life was never 'fair'. As previous blogs show, I was not to really be 'here'. A year ago my house was full, friends would come and friends would go. Of friends who needed a place to smoke and drink. And spit their falsehoods in my sink. Of friends who told me they would be there, if ever my life fell into despair. And now my life is a total wreck and all but a few do not give a heck. The handful who have stood by my side have a love they do not hide. The others who claimed friendship to me were as phony as life could be. And if forever they were to need me again, I would say, " Good luck my 'friend'". For once you have used a friend so true you cannot expect his friendship be loyal to you. I could list their names for all to view, but the list could include YOU Of my Loves, I have but two, my Queens, my Maria and Terry makes...
Allow me to take you on a journey within these pages. May you find the essence that is me – may I guide you through the tunnels of my thoughts and bath you in the radiant glow of my opinion. "Walk With Dann" through the expanse of his mind and his battle with late State 4 – "Terminal" oro-Pharyngeal Cancer and late Stage 4 – "Terminal" Squamous Cell Carcinoma Many ask me why l write. I write my books for me. I tell my stories for my readers.