![]() ![]() I studied for 7 years to be a Jesuit priest, only to find that I was lousy priest material. When I went to high school, I didn’t get along with anybody, read lots of books and decided to be a Catholic Priest. Nobody thought that was very important, including me. Funny poems, silly poems, all sorts of poems. I did, however, all through elementary school, write poetry. I never learned how to spell, graduated from eighth grade counting on my fingers to do simple addition, and in general was not a resounding academic success. I almost flunked first grade and also the second, third, fourth, and fifth but my younger brother was in the grade behind me, and he was a brain and nobody wanted to have me be in the same grade as him, so they kept passing me. My dad says I have been acting strange ever since. He broke off some of my front teeth and knocked me out. When I was 12 my older brother kicked me in the mouth the day after I got my braces off. ![]() She may be right, but I figure that I act like a very mature 6 year old. My mother says I never grew up and still act like I was 6 years old. At least, that is where I lived when I was young. I was born on Jin Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. ![]()
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