Lifted from an old post in the archives, had to update some of it as well as correct some spellink errors.
I am 63 years of age soon to be 64, born in Afton Oklahoma, a small town that's still small. Left there when I was 6 months old and traveled Turtle Island (The US of A.) with my parents. I was in 24 states by the time I was 13 and lived in most of them. My dad was an outlaw and we stayed one step ahead of the law except for minor skirmishes. I tried to kill him barehanded when I was 15, almost 16 and damn near did and would have if it hadn't of been for my mom. He was one that surely had it coming, but I am glad I don't have to live with that. Never did make peace with him and I am not sorry for that.
Got married the 1st time when I was 16, had to back in those days you know. After several tries finally grew up enough to deserve a good woman and I married her and it's been a happy going on 18 years the way it should be. More on that later.
Together we have 6 bio kids, several adopted into our family the ndn way and a total of 19 grandkids with 12 of them being bio g'kids not that there's any difference between
them.
I was a big ol' dumb kid that knew it all and yet still managed to survive. I love knives of all kinds, but favor the exotics like Khukuris and the Keris. I also love guns and what little formal, if you can call it that, martial arts I had was taught by a 9th grade coach and was Judo, other than that I learned it on the street and had the rep of a bad ass and a knife fighter. I wasn't a bad ass ,never was, never will be And dayumed sure don't want to be, but remember Old Age and Treachery Always overcomes Youth and Skill.
I finally got a bit of sense and decided if I didn't want to spend my life on a farm as a big ol' dumb kid that I needed a trade. And looking back on things have decided it wouldn't have been so bad except I probably wouldn't have made it as a farmer. They have to work to dayumed hard!! I got my 1st real job in a machine shop that had an Automatic Screw Machine and found that I liked it. I became a 1st class ASM Mechanic and not just an operator. Being an ASM mechanic means that you can do it all from running the machine to taking it apart, fixing it, and putting it back together better than new. I was one of the few in the states that could do that with as many machines as I could. Dayumed proud of that too!!!
I done my stint in So.Cal. like all good Okies do.

Then went to Oregon, another piece of God's country, Of Course ALL of Turtle Island is God's country, for a short stint until the bottom dropped out of the economy in 1980 then tucked my tail between my legs and came home to Oklahoma.
Was given 5 years to live in 1984 and copped a Horrible Attitude. Went Totally Out of Character!!!! Proved to myself and the doc's that everyone can be wrong. In the interim I got divorced, married and then decided the B&$#* didn't deserve anything I had if I did die, got divorced again and met Barb the Absolute Best & Most Beautiful Woman in The Whole World For -Me-!!!!
During the early part of our married life I hurt myself badly at work and then was diagnosed with Stills Disease which is the Systemic Adult Onset of Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis which means it affects my whole body and not just the joints in 1998.
Got early retirement on 97% Disability finally.
Pretty much learned to live with it by now, but still gets me down now and then.:grumpy:
I grew up in the transition of this Great Nation and remember outhouses, Sears Catalogs, no phones, no TV, taking a bath on Saturday night in the 1st bath water.

And when a man's handshake was all it took to seal a contract. And wonderfully glad I found this place where the last is still so!!!
I am proud as hell about being Cherokee and Osage Indin and perhaps some Creek as well.
I am also very proud of my German, Scots, Irish heritage as well!
I follow the Traditional ways of my people and am not Christian.
I was given the right to the Sweatlodge for my family and friends a bit over ten years ago and am a recognized Spiritual leader among the ndn people around here and other places I have visited.
I finally got my Southern Straight Dance Regalia together four years ago, and started dancing in the Areana, danced one year and had to quit because of my health.
I am still a Gourd Dancer as well and have been at that for about 10-11 years now but I have to dance by being held up with my walking stick.
That's about it folk's. Thousands of stories in between, some sad, some happy and Some downright Funny ones on Myself!!!
AND I ain't Done Yet!!!!
Edit:
Had to revise some of the info about dancing in the last paragraph.
