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I was an ironworker, erecting high steel. Because of the haphazard manner in which they were raising the iron, the building collapsed. I went with it.  I acquired all the obligatory "bone crushing" injuries and you all know of my personal favorite. The ensuing coma lasted for two months so my B.I. was not "mild":):):).  My brain injury has done several things for me.  It made me more intelligent, articulate and adroit with an impressive vocabulary, and has made me become a rather charming and gallant gentleman.  I was already a romantic ego-maniac, the B.I. amplified that characteristic.  The lawsuit involved with the accident made me wealthy.  The only thing the accident didn't do was to make me more handsome, I already was.  Now I think it would be appropriate to remind everyone that I'm not vain, I'm......just.........well..I'm not vain.

I think this is a picture of Donna, Sara, and I on the beach, but I'm not sure.  Well alright, I'm crazy not stupid, I think.

Michael, who still tells everyone he lives in Delaware