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I have lived on Long Island, New York for almost all my life with the exception of about 5 years.
I attended grade school and high school in West Islip and pretty much kept to myself except
at home around the area with friends playing many sports. That's what you did instead of
watching the Black and White TV in the afternoon. When I played games after school, we
actually got exercise. At the age of 12, I started making money by holding several newspaper
routes with three different papers over the years, I mowed lawns, shoveled snow from driveways,
I even repaired nieghborhood bicycles in the garage for a time. At 12, I also began playing with
CB radio and simple electronic projects like a crystal AM radio. When I turned 16 I started
working as a mate on party fishing boats on weekends and vacations. I bought my first 4 watt
Lafayette Comstat 19 tube radio from someone on the dock. I set it up with a 1/4 wave base
antenna on the eve of the third story roof. I remember I talked to someone in Massapequa,
perhaps 10 miles away and I thought that was really worldwide talking!
In 1972 and 1973, I spent a couple of semesters at a college upstate in a rural setting.
I spent way too much time at the college radio station WVAT (the Voice of Alfred Tech).
It transmitted AM on the various building's power lines, I believe it was called carrier current.
I really enjoyed playing Rock and Roll, mostly at night. I had the saturday midnight slot and
I would always start the show with "Nights in White Satin" by the Moody Blues for my true love,
Mary back home.
I recall driving my friends in my van around the back roads of happy valley. One day, I came
across a small graveyard on a hilltop and ventured around looking at the headstones of past
lives. I found a real Angel there that I have remembered to this day. His name was Zebelon Tolls,
Born on July 4th, 1776, the original independance day! He died, I believe, at the age of seven of
whatever ailment.
Needless to say, I did not graduate but did manage to earn credits and a fantastic understanding
of rural life. It was one of the happiest times of my life.
For many years until 1984, I worked several gratifying and modest paying jobs that kept me happy.
In 1983 or 84, I was a technical writer at an Anesthesia Equipment Company when the ABC
network show 20/20 did a story about the accidental death of a young woman in Colorado.
The publicity led to the destruction of the company and about 60 employees lost their jobs.
I was fortunate enough to get a job out in Los Angeles at another Division of the company.
I moved out there with everything with my Italian Girlfriend in tow. Well, within months the Fit
really hit the shan. I sent the girl back to New York and tried to get help from the authorities.
When I asked the Torrance PO-LICE for help, I was, instead, arrested and eventually run out
of Torrance. My dad was living alone down in Santa Ana Orange County so I put all my belongings
and years of cherished artifacts and writings etc into storage which I eventually lost.
I stayed with him for a few months in shock and disbelief at loosing my job and home.
DONT bother asking the PO-LICE or FBI for help. I travelled back to Long Island to work on boats. Eventually
in 86 I think, I lived in Sea Cliff NY sharing an apartment
with my mother. Thats where I started percieving electronic manipulation and assaults.
In 1987, My dad died and I firmly believe he was murdered. Now to enlighten you, I met my old
Italian Girlfriend years back in the same bar that I knew an ABC employee who I introduced to
my friend who worked for AT&T. They eventually married and moved out to California before me.
Another friend of my girlfriend moved out to Simi Valley a few months before we did.