Whaddaya Know!
Silly me… I’ve been called all sorts of names… Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me… ( unless they’re my own against myself ). Words fascinate me…it’s in my genes. My parents, both teachers, taught me well. I was a sponge then, and still absorb as much as possible today. It’s unlikely I’ll ever cease seeking knowledge. I don’t have a photographic memory working full steam, but I do synthesize data well. Old editions of Dick Bolles’ What Color i...