What about me?
Well, I guess I’m pretty much like all of you except I’ve been around a day or two; actually I’ve been around some 31,755 plus days. For those of you who, like me, don’t particularly like math, that makes me some 87 years old. I don’t know why I’m that old, it just kind of happened.
My name is Paul J, Stam. I guess that ain’t such a bad handle. I had nothing to do with it. It was all my parent’s doing. There is nothing about it that is going to grab you attention. Later on when I get to know you better, or rather when you get to know me better, I’ll tell you about how that name grabbed one person’s attention which changed the course of my life.
Now I think, just because I’m almost 90 years old, that I have something to say. I don’t, of course, but I’m going to say it anyway. I’m hoping you will read what I have to say and maybe let me know you’re there by making a comment or something. It doesn’t even have to be a “nice” comment.
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