I was born in 1946 on the day that marks the middle of the zodiacal year (which means I get along with everyone...though perhaps not very well).
I love kids, dogs, cats & women (but not mean people). I’m neurologically allergic to car horns. Those "security" devices which honk a car’s horn to confirm the locking and unlocking of its doors should be illegal. The world was too noisy before such devices became commonplace.
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Should I die tomorrow, all I'd like anyone to know about me is that I'd never
wanted to be
anyone
but me.