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Oh, and no Glutes, my number doesn't start with a San Antonio area code. :rolleyes:

 

So cute!

 

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"Rich stirring the pot for all he's worth."

 

Hahahahahahahaha...

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I wanted to be a football (soccer) player and play for a team like Liverpool or Man Utd. Or be a cricket player like Ian Botham, Allan Lamb or Viv Richards

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So you grew up on the west side of England?

 

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I spent a good portion of my growing up years in the south east of England, however during school breaks and the summer holidays, I would visit my grandparents who at the time lived up in the north west of the country. To a certain degree it was almost like living in two different cultures within the same country.

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I was repeatedly beaten as a child and was told that I would never make it to an adult...

 

I sympathise with you as my father was extremely physically violent with me for sixteen years. In some of those years l didn't want to be alive. Nowadays I'm grateful that its all in the past and life is really worth living

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I still remember when I was 8 years old, my dad took me to the hospital to wait with him while my mom gave birth to my baby brother. While we were waiting for the delivery, he asked me for the first time, "Son, what do you want to be when you grow up?" I answered him full of faith and confidence that I wanted to be a pilot. Then, he told me that he wished I would become a dentist instead because he wanted me to make "good money." but I insisted that I wanted to fly jets for a living. During my senior year in high school, I applied to the U.S. Air Force Academy because I had read it was the best way (in that time) to ear my wings. After completing my bachelors degree during four memorable years as a cadet, I was commissioned as a second lieutenant. After graduation, I attended undergraduate pilot training at Sheppard AFB, Texas. Two years later, I became an F-16 pilot and was soon thereafter flying combat missions in Desert Shield and Desert Storm (in Kuwait and Iraq) and eventually Operation Provide Comfort (Southern Turkey) and Operation Northern Watch (Northern Iraq). During my first live combat flight over the Persian Gulf, I was very excited to be fulfilling my dream...but I was terrified at the same time! I recall momentarily thinking maybe dad was right that being a dentist would have been a good thing! Truth is, I loved every second of flying fighter jets and serving my country. But after getting married and having two sons, I needed to be at home more than military-life allowed. I switched career paths and began flying for a U.S. commercial airliner a few years ago and just last year I was promoted to Captain. I love my work every day and feel so fortunate that my parents allowed me to pursue my dreams (rather than the ones they wanted or me).

 

PS: My dad still got "his" dentist too--my little brother is a DDS!

 

Goodfella

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My dad also was very much a dentist wanter. Not sure why though. For me, the thought of my hands in someone's mouth all day just never had any interest. So I became a gastroenterologist. Hands up someone's ass all day, now we are talking.

(By the way, I am not really a gastro but my father did want a dentist.)

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I still remember when I was 8 years old, my dad took me to the hospital to wait with him while my mom gave birth to my baby brother. While we were waiting for the delivery, he asked me for the first time, "Son, what do you want to be when you grow up?" I answered him full of faith and confidence that I wanted to be a pilot. Then, he told me that he wished I would become a dentist instead because he wanted me to make "good money." but I insisted that I wanted to fly jets for a living. During my senior year in high school, I applied to the U.S. Air Force Academy because I had read it was the best way (in that time) to ear my wings. After completing my bachelors degree during four memorable years as a cadet, I was commissioned as a second lieutenant. After graduation, I attended undergraduate pilot training at Sheppard AFB, Texas. Two years later, I became an F-16 pilot and was soon thereafter flying combat missions in Desert Shield and Desert Storm (in Kuwait and Iraq) and eventually Operation Provide Comfort (Southern Turkey) and Operation Northern Watch (Northern Iraq). During my first live combat flight over the Persian Gulf, I was very excited to be fulfilling my dream...but I was terrified at the same time! I recall momentarily thinking maybe dad was right that being a dentist would have been a good thing! Truth is, I loved every second of flying fighter jets and serving my country. But after getting married and having two sons, I needed to be at home more than military-life allowed. I switched career paths and began flying for a U.S. commercial airliner a few years ago and just last year I was promoted to Captain. I love my work every day and feel so fortunate that my parents allowed me to pursue my dreams (rather than the ones they wanted or me).

 

PS: My dad still got "his" dentist too--my little brother is a DDS!

 

Goodfella

 

Thank you for your service. I am glad that you love what you do!

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I wanted to be a scientist; I thought I might be able to achieve that. I liked making music, but didn't think I'd ever be able to make a living at that (wasn't good enough, made far too many mistakes ...)

 

Years later, my Uncle said that "Scientists are remembered for their greatest discoveries; musicians and doctors are remembered for their mistakes".

 

My uncle is a physician and a lapsed bassoonist.

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Ya... It would be fantastic watching the earth spin around from above~ landing on some other planet and exploring.

Since always, I have wanted to be either a Doctor, Photographer, a farmer and a Monk~ When I finally grow up, I hope I don't want to be a kid but still am one~

 

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Love is not some place you come from. It's something you are through the acceptance of Life and living it and giving back to those learning how.

 

Desire is easy to suffice and satiate~ Need is the more important then satisfaction. Strive to understand how desires can suffice need and strive for that~ What you need will bring you more then what you desire unless your desires suffice your needs~

 

If humankind can not understand and utilize technology to necessary needs provision, what is the point of technology?

 

A flower is just a flower until it comes into the reality of another thing where it is then consumed, cherished or simply ignored to be what it is~

All things are like this~ and in all forms accepted as one purpose or another according to the understanding of the two.

 

You can't retire from who you truly are~

 

Life is the profound influence not any particular person or words~. .. but becoming aware of the profound nature of life is the blessing that we can acquire and pass along.

 

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When really little I was obsessed with animals and wanted to be a zookeeper. We went to the zoo at least twice a month, and had my birthday parties there every year. That desire eventually morphed into veterinarian, by middle school, until I realized how much science that involved. So I decided to become a teacher. Four years of college, and during my student teaching I found that working with the kids was awesome...but the parents were horrendous. Never got my teaching certificate. I love to read and go to theater so came to NY to go into publishing and be an audience member.

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