i’m the guy your mother warned you about…………but you never bought into it…………..because as hard as she tried…….she couldn’t keep from smiling……………..

i’m that guy that was wild and free and girls were eager to see what walking on the wire was like……………………i’m the guy that drove to fast………………drank to much……………took to many chances…….and it made them scared………………and they loved it……………………..

never was a looker…………….didn’t have to be…………….real and authentic……………….beat pretty every time……………never forgot the basics………………..honest………………….playful……………….sometimes compassionate and sometimes brutal………………ready for anything……

a poem i lived by for a long time:”flip the coin and we will see who gets to set the trajectory……………pool our money and off we go……….get on board and don’t be slow……….outta here”……………….

i’m the guy who brought you roses in a beat up old chevy and we drank champange in dixie cups………….went skinny dipping and you got caught coming in late…………….your Mom asked you where you were and you told me you replied…..”with that guy you warned me about”……………..and she was starting to cry………because she remembered………………and she waved you to your room…………….you hugged her because you knew she knew and she never brought it up again……………….

i’m that guy your mother warned you about and you couldn’t wait to meet………………40 years and a million tears later we are married and we don’t drink anymore……………but we have been known to peel them off and go for a late night swim…………………….and ?

nothing special………………just not afraid to live…….i’m that guy