Times have changed . . . I have changed . . . After my son, Jordan died . . . I died in a sort . . . No one can understand unless they've walked in your shoes . . .
Today I am carrying on Jordan's dream, along side my son Robert . . . Wisconsin Tactical . . . Two brothers dream inspired by smoke spirals of a campsite . . .
I have one more book to write . . . Jordan's story . . . I'm a writer of words . . . I first started writing, sitting by side of a trout stream. The rain was pouring down as I began my story. And when I reached the end, the sun was shining brightly over head. I have been writing ever since.
My Mission . . . Dreams are yours to share . . . dedicated to DREAMS, learning to dream again, learning to be happy again. Everyday we are bombarded with unhappiness, news of wars, killings, lies and deceit. And no where can we go to balance the load . . . My message is simple, change only happens when we change. Happiness is contagious and it stops wars dead . . . Find your bliss, follow your dreams, live life with no regrets . . . Dreams are Yours to share.