Life story pt. 2 Then the trouble started

Jr. high, The time when we start to try all the new things. So I started trying. And I found myself smoking and not just cigs either I was smoking pot as much if not more than cigs. I didn't fall in to a bad group I was in one long before I came to the Jr. high. We just cared less once we got there. In the 7th grade I was asked to go out for football, The coach said I had hands like glue... but I would have to stop smoking. I told him no. Then I was asked to go out for track I was pretty good at the 100 yard low hurdle's I broke the school record and held it for 3 hours.... in tell a friend of mine beat me out by.04 seconds. But again I said no. smoking was my first thought, I didn't want to quit.

As i was getting in to the 9th grade I started doing other drugs. I'm sure a lot of you tried drugs growing up and remember cross tops. I loved them and I mean I really loved them. Then there were all the other uppers, black beauty's Christmas trees yellow jackets and the such...... I tried them all.

It started to effect my home life as a teenager we all go through growing pain and doing a lot of drugs does not help matters much. So I started running away from home... for years and years I always blamed my family for this, but I know now it was me and the drugs. I lived with friends for about a year then moved in with my Aunt she was always like a mother to me and she was my mothers sister and best friend she left us in June this year and I miss her a lot but I have only fond memories of her.

I decided that I was to smart for school and told my Aunt that I was not going to return .... she thought about that for maybe 1 second and said your not going to school your not staying here.... and again I made the wrong choice. I instead chose to join Job corps. And that was and is the worst choice I ever made in my life.

I arrived at the Job corps center in Oct. of 76, I was 16 and knew more about the world than anyone else...... NOT. I found out that this wasn't going to be a place to learn and be taught a trade, it was going to be a place where you were taught a trade and cheated out of an education. Oh and lets not forget the drugs, lots and lots of drugs. They did not turn a blind eye to the drugs they tried to control it but we were better at hiding them than they were at finding them. we had a system of warning everyone in the dorm that they were coming and in the 6 months I was there only one time did anyone get caught in our dorm.... the other dorm was not so lucky.

When I had done the 6 months that is required to get your savings I left, I was worse off for the wear and was really thinking of turning my life around and for 3 years I just floated by, from one job to the next and started selling the drugs I was doing. I made a lot of money and was spending it just as fast. Then came my big adventure.... And that will be part 3.

The life story of ken part one (the early years)

I called this part the early years because that is where I am going to start. I said on my other blog that I may leave somethings out but all that I put in will be true. So I'm starting off at the beginning. I think this will take up to 4 post to do and maybe more. I may throw in something else in between them but like the title says "What ever I want" and that is just how it will be. this is not going to be a tip toe blog. this will be a hold on to your pants type of blog. You or I will never know what is coming in tell its here! Now on with the post.

I was born in May 1960 in the state capital of Oregon, Salem. My first memory is of the same day as the picture on this post. I'm the little one. That is the day after the Columbus day storm.

We were hit with 120 mile an hour winds, trees and house blew apart. And I don't remember it at all. but 46 years later I still remember playing in a fort in the middle of the street the next day.

I only went to school my first year while living in down town Salem. In the summer of 67 my parents bought a house outside the city limits. It was a big house to me. It had been moved to the spot it stood from just down the road. It was now in the middle of a Field. It had 2 rooms down stairs with one bath room a living room kitchen and dinning room. the upstairs was just one big room. That summer is full of memory's and all good ones. we made games to entertain us, One I think of often was the city we made on the back of a twister game. we would use or hot wheels on that thing and it seemed we played for hours upon hours.

We would help with the remodel when ever we could. there was so much that need to be done. Every door way but one was an arch and when we were done every one but one was square. we put 4 bedrooms a sewing room and a bathroom upstairs. We needed the room there were Mom and Dad, my two sisters and my two brothers and I. We also needed to fence the place put a yard or 3 in. and build a barn. I don't think it was all done that first year but I know we worked on it for a long time.

So we got some cows and some chickens, pigs and all the fun little critters that come with a farm. Rabbits, ducks, turkeys, crows, rats, pigeons, hawks, owls, raccoons and we must not forget the skunks. We had them all and we had a ball.

THEN I STARTED JR. HIGH......... Look for that to be the next part"Then the trouble started"