Bob Quinn, the aftermath in his own words. Number Two!!

As for myself, I spent most of my working life doing construction with a few years here and there cooking professionally, which at my level did not pay as well as using my tools on a job site. Married in "76, three daughters, divorced in "87 to remain single from now on, I believe. 

Met and married in Miami, to a yoga teacher, which expanded my spiritual horizons and actually made me a better Christian, saving my grace. Faith keeps me sane in this crazy world, gives me values that comfort me, as being fairly intelligent (he says modestly) makes me furiously impatient with the mess congress has made of our republic. 

A mixture of conservative and liberal views makes me a "green redneck' as my daughters told me once, because I joined the NRA and Sierra Club and registered as an independent. Schizophrenic? I prefer "sensible" because socialism is not the answer any more than corporate greed,  but this makes me very difficult to please politically.

The aging process has been hard on me and put me out of construction in '04 when diabetes made it impossible to stay on my feet all day. I went into private security where sitting was the norm. Had a good job in a major manufacturing plant as the sergeant in charge until an unfortunate joke about Obama got me fired. My big mouth and irreverent sense of humor have always conspired against me and I had to take early retirement because mine was a politically incorrect crime and no jobs were to be had. 

Three months later though, my first book was published and I have been busy ever since. Despite my efforts to publicize it sales have remained stalled because the publisher does no marketing at all. So here I am eking out a living on social security and a little bit of military disability. 

Agent orange is blamed for all kinds of ailments because in Nam they told us it was a harmless herbicide. Heluva way to make a living. This has led to an involvement in veterans affairs and keeps me going to VFW meetings and helping with fund raising. It also affords me access to the many minded individuals who enjoy my military tribute collections of poems but alas, do not buy my books.  

You can access Bob's writings at "The Blarney Roost". Yes he is the same Bob I wrote about before when we had the pea shooter battle at twelve years old, and he rode into the side of a tractor trailed on the highway and broke his shoulder. Yes a lot of my longtime friends, like me are a lot on the wild side!!

Visit Bob's blog and read his poems, there are a lot of them. In it strikes your fancy, buy his books. He is an up and coming writer.

This is how I view all military personnel; past, present and future. They never give up!! I told you how I tried to join the military in twelfth grade when I was seventeen. I was not up to par physically, my blood pressure. I could not serve my country. This is how I serve the people who serve, I use my big mouth to support and help them. Get behind the veterans of this great country. They need our help, some just to survive!  

Thank you, Randy "Hoss" Caldwell 

May GOD bless all of you who fought for our country, and have to keep on fighting when you come home!