Hinneh, Joshua

I recall, living near an airfield, in the 1940's, and the roar of bombers as they prepared for take off. I remember visiting the airfield, where Mom worked. She allowed airmen to lift me into the belly of a bomber once. I failed first grade, repeated it, then failed the second grade. Summer school resulted. After that, I managed to at least slide by. At twelve years of age, I became very fat. A doctor diagnosed "under- active thyroid." I didn't become thin until after a stint in the US Air Force. Fortunately, I secured good jobs, however, I squandered all in a misguided life. Had I invested, i...