My Name is David....
My name is David. The last thing I ever wanted was adventure. I was always the kid who got sand kicked in his face. With my thick glasses (usually taped in the middle - I was clumsy and was constantly breaking them), conservative hairstyle and slight lisp I was as far from the "in crowd" as a guy could get. By the time I reached high school I was completely resigned to the fact that I would be a nobody for the rest of my life. Oh how I wish I could get back to being a nobody....
I guess I was like alot of kids who grew up in the sixties and seventies. I loved TV - particularly science fiction shows and movies like Planet of the Apes and Star Trek. In fact I would've been called a "trekkie" if the term had been invented yet. I loved to read books by Edgar Rice Burroughs, Jules Verne and other sci-fi authors. However, my growing up years had a dark side; a lonely side. I was very intelligent and often other kids were threatened by my mental capacities. I was often the butt of cruel school yard pranks and many times I cried myself to sleep. I also had what I thought were vivid dreams; dreams that repeated themselves often for weeks and months at a time.
Finally, at the age of 15, my life took a turn. Was it a turn for the better....or for the worse? You'll have to decide - but this is my story.....
David, age 8.
July 2, 1972: It was the summer after tenth grade. One of the few areas in which I excelled was as a Boy Scout. I loved everything about being a boy scout and even though I was reaching the age where scouting was no longer "cool" I attained my Eagle badge and continued to be a gung ho participant. On July 2, 1972 my troop was camping at Philmont Scout ranch in New Mexico. It was your typical campout - hiking, cooking over the fire, playing capture the flag etc. But that night changed me forever.
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