December 24th, 2014 is upon us folks and let me tell you, as you grow older time does fly by. It leaves us Christmas Tomorrow and only a week to 2014 left. Amazingly, I am still alive and kicking and doing my thing, but I do feel old these days, I get aches and pains and lose energy pretty fast. I will be 59 in one month and a day. For a guy who thought for sure he would be dead by forty years old I am still kicking.

 As you get older you begin to savor days, hours and minutes folks and you miss the ones who were in your life and disappeared or died. You begin to look back and think of the past and what it all meant and what is left of your future. You start wondering how much time you have left. In my case I have been one lucky man. I have survived 199 seizures, by being dropped on my head out of a highchair by my older brother. I have survive being ostracized as a kid for having Attention Deficit Disorder and Hyper-Activity, and at the time being unable to control myself. I survived beatings at home and schools and being institutionalized for two years too.

           Survival is what life is all about folks believe me, for the longer you survive the better off you are, we all adapt to the lives we live. I adapted folks, I changed my life by using surrogate parents in the forms of my friends familie. Why, because my home life and family were that bad, I had to to survive. Yelling, beatings, fights, and a lack of paying attention to the children they had were the aspects of my home life, so I escaped to familieswho, live as close to normal lives as they come.

I owe my survival to such families as the Johnsons, the Dudonis’s, The Geers in Naugatuck at the time for thru them I became me. I learned to make my own decisions , to adapt and get along with them all and made friends for life thru them all. So you see, life can change as you move on, and help can be found out there. 

By the time I was in my teens and running the streets free,  I was of High School ages and doing fine, until I noticed girls and they noticed me. It detoured me some for I had never known a real relationship with a female till then. I thank the girls who touched my life in many ways back then, Bettidean, Maria, sisters they were, Mary, Sue, and so many more. The ones who taught me to ice skate and play tennis in the Center, Donna and Marie. The one I first tried to kiss and failed with to the one I kissed first and did it right and learned and surprised by doing so. I grew thru those years and survived threats, being chased by guys twice my size and outwitting them. The first job I had and the way I grew on my own reading and writing on my own. I dropped out of High School folks yes I did, in 1973. went back in 1975 to get my GED and carry on into the service, I served in the U.S. Army, The U.S. Army national Guard and finally the U.S. Navy. I totaled 16 years and became a Disabled veteran. Six discs in my spine herniated, I suffer from PTSD, and much more. Nightmares from childhood and from the service wake me at night, as I try to escape it all by waking and leaping from bed, waking my wife. Yet I continue on. My first wife and I had two daughters who I love like crazy and will forever, their children are now my grandkids i love so much.  My second wife is my savior too, with her I went back to school after the Navy. to Graduate with an Associates Degree in Hotel Management in 1997, I walked away with honors and honor societies and a 3.7 out of a 4.0 average. I found I can do anything I put my mind to like my step-father had told us all those years ago.

Now, I am older at 58 myself about to be 59 soon in January of 2015. I have lived thru the deaths of my parents, my father at 55, my stepfather at 58 and my mom at 59 all from cancer. I sat with the first girl I cared about as she had cancer treatments, and I sat thru my wife during her breast cancer. I then got lung cancer myself folks and survived it too, and went thru lung cancer in 2013 at the veterans hospital and survived. Amazing huh?  Now I must face the mortality of myself and wonder how much longer will I survive. My parents went in their 50’s, my grandmothe ron moms side went at 64, heart attack, Grandpa at 71, my fathers parents in their 60s. so how much longer do I have according to genetics not too long I would say. As I tell my daughters, life seems long to you now when your young, as you age it winds down girls,you too will face the mortality of being human too, so do what is right today, love, laugh, enjoy each day, don’t be overly greedy and don’t hate at all, love is the way to go.

As 2014 comes to an ending soon, I will always have the warm memories of the days of my youth, and friends and first loves and first kisses, I will always look back fondly at friends and times that made me , me and smile. I hope those who shared them times with me can also.On that note, I want to say to all, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, and remember always, your life is made up of the memories you have lived through and what you made of them.

The Importance of Christmas [Kindle Edition]
Willam McCurrach (Author)
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A Lil Christmas Story, Worth the Price! A Tale of the Importance of a Real Christmas And What it really means to a Family!

     December 20th. 2014, Five days from Christmas and 11 days from 2015 folks. We have almost completed the year and it seems humanity still hasn’t figured out what the animal population of the world has, and we are supposed to be the intelligent ones right?  We still haven’t figured out not to kill each other, or to take care of our environment and the planet we live on. We haven’t figured out guns are dangerous and kill people cause people are too stupid not to use them, we still haven’t figured out we have more homeless and hungry people in the world than ever before, nor do we care to stop and help anyone along the way, do we folks? No indeed we just want our piece of the pie and it doesn’t matter if we trampled, run over or around someone or something and destroy them or it in the process, nope have to have our piece don’t we? Greedy bastards is what we all are and we all know it too, yet we won’t stop, it’s like an addict on crack, we have ours but have to have more and more at all cost. Sadly it destroys the humanity on the planet, it destroys our world and environment and atmosphere too, so that sometime in the future our survivors, our families will face impossible odds to survive and we shall die off as a species, sad isn’t it?

We have watched America’s and the world economy dip, people go hungry, homeless and get sick beyond measure and die in millions around the world. We have seen human predators take out animal populations and species and each other like beasts in a coliseum in old Rome. We have seen religions and nations fight one another over beliefs, over property, over rights or lack of rights, and still we never do a damn thing right to stop it all. What the hell is wrong with mankind, that we can not see the destruction we are producing to our own ecosystem, atmosphere, and species and world in general? Are we blinded by power, greed and the need for our religions to be approved of  that we shall murder and slaughter innocent women and children and people to prove our points? Sad isn’t it folks, I think so!

As 2014, rolls to it’s conclusion, and the Holiday Season is upon the world in general, can we all stop and take a look at what is happening, stop it now and build a better world in 2015, or is it too late folks? You Tell me, when you read this ok, for I believe if mankind can destroy itself and the planet so quickly, we will make ourselves instinct in about 300 years, it should be time for all humanity to reevaluate it all and save the planet, the species and do things right for a change. Lets preserve, protect and help one another and lets make it an earth where we can all exist and talk, walk and pray in our own ways, but always remember we are a human species not just a bunch of rebels and fools ok?

Let me say this to all, from past generations to current generations and to future generation of all humanity, of all races, creeds, colors and religions and nationalities, Let There Be, Peace on Earth, GoodWill to Men and A Happy Holiday Season to all no matter, who you are, or where on Earth. Peace on Earth Goodwill to man, and May we all be healthy! 

   Happy Holidays to All!

       Monday, December 15th is here for the 2014 year. Ten days left till Christmas Day, when families gather and give presents away. Dinners will be on tables in homes and children will smile for all to see, to get a present from a parent like you or me. The Holiday Season is it you see, for children to laugh and be happy and free, we adults will figure how to pay for what we give, for it is our place and way to pay and live.

 Christmas has many different meanings in the world, for every man and every girl. For some it is the presents you get, for others they grew up and learned it is what you give that counts. As we count down to Christmas day, with family and friends, and  we should all stop to think of how our lives began. We were given the biggest present of all, when we came into the world, after nine months in a ball. We breath, we laughed, we cried and yes at times we even sighed. But in the end do to loving care, we grow up to be adults who love and care. We learn to respect others and to share, we learn to love and laugh and yes care, we learn who is important to us, and get taught to treat the rest like they need to treat us.

So, as your Holiday Season begins with cheer and you wonder where you will get the money to pay for it this year, be thankful you have a home and food, clothes to win and you don’t need the booze. Family is all you need you see, for those were and will always be, the best Christmas Seasons for you and me!.

     December 2014 is here folks and in three weeks time i have plenty to do! I have to shop for Christmas yet, and that is for lets see, 9 grandkids,7 adults and a wife, fun huh! Then I have to package up all I need tos end to another state and get it off in time to get there.

 On top of this I have taken on Primerica and trying to get through classes and studies to pass their exam in the near future to get licensed. I always do things all at once and sometimes I fail and sometimes I don’t, I guess ya can call me a Git Er Done kinda guy!

My writing of poems and stories seems to have taken a backseat at this time to so many things happening in life. Doctors, Medical tests, Primerica Classes and future tests and trying to find people to help and offer help to. But one thing I do know, it’s real living when you finally start moving and doing!

What will the future bring for me, I am not sure anymore I am at the age I thought for sure, when I was younger I would have died by. I survived some rough years for sure and situations too. Yet, as time goes on and i get older, for in a little over a month or so I will turn 59, and head for 60, I am amazed at the world, the people in it and some of the lack of intelligence and caring we give to each other. I am also sad and worried about racial injustices and the failures of the justice system, we created it and we can change it, if we do so peacefully folks, not with riots. 2015 approaches fast folks, as we count down december of 2014, can we all stop and think again of how it all means for Christmas, to Have Peace On Earth and GoodWill to All Mankind! 

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     Well, we all have our fears in life and they are different for each of us. Some fear a gun, some fear a person, some fear so much more and then there are the ones who fear cancer like me. I was hocked to find I had lung cancer in 2013 and that I survived it was a miracle to me. I was shocked first to have it, and then secondly at the fact I had to lose a lobe and a third  of one lung. But I survived it and thank god for the added time I am having today. Yet I know I can’t last forever and symptoms are popping up for more.

 My throat is constantly rough and in pain, plus I hack and cough big time, it is hard to swallow at times and yes I was diagnosed with Barrett’s Syndrome. The lining of my throat is in a mess and I have trouble swallowing and I cough, but how far along it is is hard to tell folks. I am not coughing up blood yet so I gather it isn’t bleeding yet, but my breathing is irregular these days. Today I shall go see a cardio-pulmonary specialist at the Veterans Hospital here in Connecticut and will explain the symptoms to her. She was the one who had me treated for Lung cancer Ultimately so hopefully she will have me examined further for my throat problem now. It is time to have it looked at closer and see how bad it really is and how long I have if it is bad,

My father, lasted till fifty five years old, my mother lasted to 59 years old and my step-father till 58, guess what folks I am 58 soon to be 59 in January. So the time to find out if i will outlive them all is here and the Doctors shall tell. No Matter what happens whether I survive or don’t, live or die, I have lived a full life with many great memories and loves. So I shall look forward to being here more. God Willing of Course, if not, all of you know who you are that I love!

The Holiday Season starts each year at Thanksgiving and goes thru to New Years day here in the United States and we all know it! But My question is why do the brick and mortar stores start sales in October now a days? Isn’t it sad that the American Dollar is not worth anywhere it was in the past. 

In the 1960s, you could go to the store and buy a loaf of bread for twenty nine cents, a comic book for a nickel, and milk for a a buck what happened America?  Gas was under a dollar back then and Americans had gas guzzlers, and children had real toys not computers. What happen to the erector Sets, The dolls for girls, a baseball glove and bat and other things?  The society I grew up in back then people stopped and helped other people on the streets or their neighbors in there own areas. What happened America? What happened to the days of whites and blacks getting along for the betterment of the neighborhood and country? Tell me please folks, I am still wondering!

Why must there be a battle between races and colors in the world? Aren’t we all human beings who bleed when we are cut, don’t we all cry at the death of a loved one, don’t we all worry if our children are ok and healthy and our grandchildren too?  We all bleed red folks and we all serve our country no matter what color or nationality or race too, I know i served 16 years with all kinds and made the world a better place by doing so. So, wak ethe hell up folks please!

As the Holiday Season begins here in America and across the world it affects all who celebrate it in one form or another. Lets all remember no matter what you may call the Holiday, and what race, color, creed or culture you be. it is meant to be a celebration of a joyous occasion and is always ending with Peace on Earth for All !

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I am going to call this an Introduction to my life for all. Now please understand this is not a full biography nor is it in anyway meant to let all my life open to the public. It is a general overview and what I say, should be taken in and listened to by the end of it all.

I was born in January of 1956, here in Connecticut months after the great flood, that took out most of the cities streets near the rivers here. My life started hard for I was a big baby boy at ten pounds and nine ounces, my mothers’ second of five children and i was not a normal delivery. they did a cesarean to get me out. 

  From the day I was born, till nine months old I had seizures, one hundred and ninety nine to be precise. My mother would hold my head under warm running water to stop the seizures as family watched. Then one day at nine months old, my older brother took the tray from my high chair off and I fell head first to the floor and my seizures stopped suddenly. Not the first nine months you would want for your start huh?

By, five years old I was a cast out in KIndergarten, ignored so I acted out for attention and of course got in trouble, and almost was the first kid ever held back in Kindergarten can ya believe it?

From First to Third Grade in Elementary School I never studied a thing or payed attention in School, I was lost in space looking out windows and bored, so, I gave up the classroom to wander the halls of the school. Fun right, wrong I got into so much trouble, and of course failed my first years of school big time.

  By the time, third grade ended and fourth grade came about, Iwent to school in September to find I was supposed to repeat third grade, I refused. I would go to school each morning and roam the halls of the school, hiding from teachers and students alike. Then, I was caught one day,and dragged into the Principle’s Office and my parents were called.  A meeting took place in that office between, my parents, the Principle and then me. I refused to repeat the grades I had failed and told them so, I told them put me in Fourth Grade and give me three months if i am not passing, you can then put me back, but if I am passing I stay and move on. I win and continued on in Fourth Grade, but, little did I know I would not be back for Fifth Grade of sixth in my school. An event occurred that summer that would take me away from my home for two years, all because I had tired of being teased, prodded and pushed around by my older brother. So, I tossed a rock through a screen door window at him and it shattered all over my baby sister he was holding, and it was my demise, for two years.

 I spent the next two years in an Institution a ward of the state because my mother signed me over to them as an Emotionally Disturbed child. There I was taught self-control, but I also learned of drugs, sex,anger, and so much more all behind the gated grounds. I was closely watched for two years and consuled by State Welfare and more. Never once did they really listen to me, about my childhood beatings by my step-father, or my beatings by my mother. Never once did they question my older brother about how he treated me or mistreated me, it was always one thing, self-control. I learned it well believe me! So much so, I never cried, again in my life, for so many years it was crazy for a young boy. I did learn to lose myself in books, comic books, and the woods, and finally in work with my step-father who still beat me now and then in the basement of the home he bought. The grueling work of building a stone wall, rebuilding a home for us to live in, was done in a side by side style with my step-father I had no choice. So I did what I had to, to survive.

In the end by the time I got to HIgh School, I was still an outcast in many ways and fell in with some unsavory kids, it would only last three years for me. I dropped out and had to go to work for a living and pay my parents rent due to dropping out. I paid and paid each week to live at home as I worked and saved money. I joined the Army first to get away from the life I had, but I was too young to handle it at the time and imaturity plays a part, I got lucky when a Sargent  recommended me for a Trainee Discharge and I was granted one. I returned to the Military by Joining the National Guard in jy home town. I meet men who were responsible and Veterans who guided me and helped me do well. A few years after that the jobs dried up in my home town, and I made a decision and walked into a Navy Recruiting Office and signed up for the next 12 years of my life, until I was injured in the line of duty. I was growing up the hard way believe me and in a hurry.  I got married toa Wave, which is a female sailor and we had two of everything by 1989, two daughters, two dogs, two cars, two televisions a beautiful home till I was discharged under medical conditioning in July of 1989. Divorce would follow and so would tears finally for that marriage and my daughters who would never really know me. But, I spent time walking the streets of my hometown, crying and thinking and trying to put myself back together and it worked.

By the time the divorce came through three years later, I had reassembled myself, found a place to live and a new woman in my life. I went on to jobs and went in and out of them never enjoying any of them, but just doing them good enough to get by. I got in contact with the Veteran’s Administration filed for disability from them and Social Security and won, based on not only physical aliments but mental ones too. I remarried and started over once more.

Now here is my point folks, you can overcome all if you put your mind to it and push through and stick to it. Today, I am married for going on fifteen years, I write short stories, poems and small books and sell them, if i can. I Write this blog and mind my own business, and enjoy peace for once in my life with my wife.

I want all to understand, you can overcome a brutal childhood of being unwanted, chased, and beat upon and survive and make it. I want all to understand, that no matter what, you should always love your child and stand by them, not dumped them. You should never beat, swear, or harm a child, they will rebel and come back at you folks when they get older. Don’t ever raise your child the way i was raised through beatings, punishments, swearings, yelling and so much more to make them feel unwanted, For in the end you will lose them folks, they will walk away and find surrogate families to raise them like i did and still make it, and leave you behind to never hear from them again. Happened with me, happened with my younger brother too, who went more outcast then I did and died ultimately at age 30, in another state under a new name and from an overdose and aids. Don’t do it please to your children, wake up America, it doesn’t matter what race, color, creed, culture or background you are! Make it all worth while and give your children a chance to survive and be happy, not angry and unwanted ok. leave a legacy through your children of goodness, healthy attitudes and good behavior for after you’re gone, they still have to carry on, and the cycle of what you taught them can carry on to all future generations.