Well by hard, I was not necessarily implying work volume. I'll give you an example from my own life.
At age 11.5 I packed up my room in our plush apartment in Palm Beach Florida as I had done many times in the past. I'd been packing and unpacking on average twice a year for as long as I'd been alive. It was all just a normal part of the movie producer lifestyle.
Home for me was wherever my father's work took us, and as they say "home is where the heart is", and mine was certainly with my family.
So I packed up my rock collection, my Lego, my puzzles, model ships, etc...in wait for the next time I was "home", to once again put it proudly on display.
We ended up in Irvine California where my Father had a sudden heart attack and had to go for open heart surgery. After getting out of the hospital we came to Vegas to give him some R&R.
During this time we never stayed in one place long enough to call it home, and were waiting for Dad to recover. He never did and died here in LV.
I have never unpacked my stuff from that last move with Mom and Dad, because I have never felt "home" again in all these years.
I still maintain a storage with my stuff in it waiting for the day I feel home, and it never comes.
That's the kind of hard I meant. I think that people, like trees, need roots to be strong, and folks like us were yanked too soon out of our nurturing soil as saplings.
Of course that might just be me.
Congrats on the light work year.
~FK
--- In vpFREE@yahoogroups.com, "Mickey" <mickeycrimm@...> wrote: After I hung up from the GWAE interview Frank made the commment that I must live a hard life.
I'll be back home May 7th, after a 3 month road trip, for about two months of R & R. I plan on delving back into one of my passions....finding more of my ancestors. Genealogy is just so interesting. I'll also probably write some more gambling themed short stories. Come July I'll be back on the road again. I'll have to make the money for my winter hibernation that lasts about 3 months.
Yes, Frank, it's very tough not owning an alarm clock. I make pretty good money, but there's no strings attached, how pathetic. And having to work 6 months out of the year, that's horrible.
How I long for the good old days when I stacked boxes for a living. Not!!!
