Sometimes I think that I am the greatest failure ever. I squandered so much potential. Diabetes and Sleep Apnea helped a great deal...clouding my thoughts...dulling...slowing. But I bear a great responsibility for it.
Even now I cannot get my adopted son to care about his own future. He is a slug and I am to blame. I think that even if her were my own, from birth, he would have still turned out the same. I am to blame.
About Me
- Denny from Indy
- Married for 17 years to to the most wonderful woman in the universe, Vikki (nee Madura), with one adopted boy (Sam - age 18 - with us for 6 years), we have 12 fur-babies: 11 Pugs and one Pekinese (all of them, the best dogs in the world) - Pippin, Eli, Ernie, Eddie, Gus, Romeo, Pudge, Pugsley, Rosie (the one-eyed Pek), Tucker, Isabelle, and Timmy. Born in Louisville, KY - lived there for 4 years after we married we moved to Indianapolis (Vikki's home town) for better job prospects. I consider myself a scientist that does not do that for a living. I am a geek stuck in an accountant's body.
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