Guy From Southern Indiana's Profile
Guy from southern Indiana Free
Born in '54 near the bucolic, pastoral town of Hitchcock, (also known as "Oxonia") in southern Indiana, in earshot of the celebrated Monon railroad ("The Hoosier Line"). Admiring my perpetually drunk, brawling, leg-breakin' WWII Battle of the Bulge veteran uncle, I grew up as a hell raisin', fist fightin', hard drinkin', drag racin', jail-bound ne'er-do-well teenager. But I soon learned the err of my ways, before any major tragedy occurred, fortunately. Today, I am widowed, repentant, reclusive and retired, just barely living off of Social Security, near the idyllic, sylvan town of Furnessville in northwest Indiana, within earshot of the historic South Shore railway. My final goal now is to try to outlive and take care of the stray cat and her three kittens that my beloved late wife and I rescued back in '19. They are the last of the many dogs and cats that we rescued over the years. Lots of jobs, many lessons learned, far too many regrets, but even more stories.
No. I also have a dog statue holding a sign which says, “GO AWAY”. I have three signs on my front door. One says “NO SOLICITING”; another says, NO SOLICITING, NO CHARITY, ESTIMATES, PETITIONS, POLITICS, RELIGION, SALES PEOPLE, NO EXCEPTIONS ". The third sign says “DO NOT KNOCK — NO UNEXPECTED OR UNINVITED VISITORS — DO NOT DISTURB” The signs helped somewhat. I now keep the gate to my front door locked. Nobody get can close enough to my door to even knock.