When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.
- Mark Twain
A little bit about me and my phriends. Things to think about and/or how I deal with having a rare and life threatening disease. A down home kind of page -- well, that's what I'm hoping for.