1. I was never going to be world class, but I used to win pool tournaments. . . . . in Baltimore City, a place known for pool. In fact, there’s still a plaque on the wall in a bar there with my name as taking 1st place in an invitational tournament in the early 1990s. I’m extremely proud it’s still there. The other 3 on the plaque taking 2nd, 3rd and 4th were friends of mine, two are deceased, the other I just lost contact with. I hope he’s doing well.
2. I try not to lie to my Peruvian, but she asked me before marriage if I believe in God. I rationalize my false answer of ‘yes’ because:
a. I hate the term atheist. It sounds like I go around telling people not to believe.
b. I try to be respectful of all traditional religious beliefs. The cultists are just stupid.
c. Unlike my president, I certainly believe in a power greater than myself.
I am however distrustful of those that take their religion (in what I view as) too seriously. My Peruvian crosses herself frequently, but doesn’t overly dwell on her Catholicism.
3. I didn’t hunt until I was 24. My first deer was taken with a bow. And, by far my largest deer was taken with a bow; it’s mounted above my fireplace and is my proudest possession. I can’t hunt it, if I don’t eat it. The pride I have in it is the same I have for growing my own vegetables.