My Mom had a great line when I was a little boy and people called me “Crippled” or “Freak”. She reminded me; “Labels Are For Jars, Son” It’s almost funny to me, and I do mean the essence of irony. In 1981, my yet to be recognized “life path” took me from an FM Radio..

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So, I am in the process of writing a book! By the way, everyone who actually knows me in my everyday life just erupted into sarcastic laughter! It’s my fault, actually. At the end of and frankly, too many times all though my first book, “Alvin’s Laws of Life”, I wrote, “In my next book…”…

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