Figures Of 8

I can’t speak for anyone else…..

Mainly because sticking my arm up the backside of a dummy to make him speak has never been in my repertoire.

I did have a minor league stint for a triple A voice throwing club but a vocal cord injury ended my shot at making the big leagues.

Tisk tisk

This isn’t about my shattered dreams of ventriloquism.

It is about the shining reality of who I am today.

8 years ago, on October 13, 2006, I started anew.

I didn’t want to start anew.

I wanted to do what I had always done.

But…

I was given a choice by a judge.

Get sober and stay sober for 5 years or go to prison for 2-20.

I didn’t want to stay or get sober, but prison was not a very enticing alternative.

So, I chose to do what I didn’t want to do in order to avoid what I knew I would get if I didn’t.

And here I am.

8 years beyond that date.

For me….

Life works today.

All because a judge gave this dummy a chance.

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