I’m not one to boast, but from the moment I rocketed from the womb, air guitaring AC/DC, I was in the top .01% of awesomeness on the planet (sharing that space with David Lee Roth, Nelson Mandela, and boobs).
But I prefer to show, not tell. Here’s an article from the Yourson, North Dakota Bugle featuring a young yours truly. This document is on loan from the Stinsonian Institute in Washington D.C.
