I guess the road started 29 years ago , just a few fishing and camping on the weekends, then it started to go south after a bad marriage and not being able to see my daughter in which tore my heart out.
With all the twist and turns in the road I threw the map away and traveled down the road to hell.
Hell bent and firewater to lead me into a path of destruction, I finally found that light at the end of the tunnel"Debbie"and she put me on the right course.
I got out of debt got a better job and the road got alot easier until '97 thur '99 which left me disabled and all roads led to a wall, that's when the path of destruction came back.
Pulling my way along drowning my pain and sorrows and begging God to end it all but he never did and so one more day led to one more week and so on until all roads closed and I realized that 29 years of running left this old soul battered, tired, my last road will be traveled by a six man march!
Johnny G. Wants his 90:10!
I have one more road to travel, the road to soberity, God willing that road is paved!
And as always,thanks for listening!