Man, the stories I could tell. But I won't in a public forum. This is what I know and believe. There is a God, and there is a devil. If you believe in one, you better believe in the other. When I served the latter, he didn't worry about me. He knew he had me, and he knew I was his deciple. When through my Dear Mother's prayers, God put the idea in my head I needed to turn from my wicked ways, I tried to do just that. Satan turned up the wick then, and it was a terrible battle. I won, but not by myself. Now, I have a choice to be a winner or a loser. I could be either one, tomorrow. But not today. Today I chose to be a winner. Now, don't you think Satan ain't jumpin' up and down right now, right here, throwin' a fit, 'cause I've whooped his a$$ today. He wants me back, and he'll never stop tryin' to get me back. If I do what's right, and try to lend a helping hand to my fellow man, as was done to me, seek His advice, and thank Him for my Blessings, I believe the Lion will never walk, nor will the Eagle's eye see, the path I'm on. That don't make me an angel, 'cause I ain't. I try to do the right thing, and not do things that cause guilt, but I haven't mastered that yet. Probably never will. All I can do, is try. Later--HUBBARD