My "obsession" with planning...a story. Post FOURTEEN.

J. that's pretty darn close to what made me join the navy in '64... promising myself I would quit when the fun quit. Sure 'nuff in '86, the fun slowed but not quite stopped. It was my time, and time for someone else to have some fun.

Then the real fun began... and business began too. Been making a good living working for myself, selling all manner of stuff ever since. Perfect.

Now is time to play... and make a few bucks along the way to feed my prime steak eating habit.

Oh, and the pretty little St Louis blond from Waikiki 1965... well, she's still with me.