Charmed life. I probably blew it.
This is just about me,so it may be very boring. :What good does it do to be given everything many people want and /or need and let it all go? I was the handsome little kid that was a head taller than all my class mates. I was the kid that was ,along with a couple of girls in my classes(1st thru 8th) the smartest. I was the kid that the girls chased to try and kiss during recess,enough so that the teacher ordered them to stop. I was the kid in 7th grade that picked up a softball at tryouts and found I was a natural and became the star pitcher. I was the kid that hit 2 or 3 home runs every game,right or left handed. I was the kid that never struck out even when playing city league as an adult. I was the kid that was 6'2" at 13 and scored most of the points on our basketball team.
I was the adult that could get b-ball shots against anyone,anytime. Even big dudes from Detroit that were in California to play for college. I was the guy that was born with a weird sense of timing that allowed me to take shots "outside the usual grid" that is standard in B-ball.
I grew up(?)in one of the nicest houses in my little hometown. Two story brick right on the only park in town. I never wanted for a single meal in my young life. My people bought me fine clothing to wear to school. I had many friends and never lacked for dates and had much fun when I was young . Many ways I could have gone. College and play ball? Went ,but didn't play ball and flunked out because of never opening a book. Wanted to party instead. College and get a trade commensurate with my latent /overt ability/ies? (see previous) Get some kind of trade and dig in and work? Nah--party on. Instead of having some kind of plan for life, I just drifted along from one job to the next.
Worked in the survey trade=5.00 an hour in 1958. Got drunk-quit. Worked in the oil fields ,Coalinga,Ca.=drunk-quit. Standard Oil,Ford Plant,Plastics molding factory,Spot welding,aircraft plant,furniture moving,ect ,ect.
Many jobs,many moves. Ended up broke at 28 in Santa Cruz ,Cal and absolutely blundered into a roof loading job. Developed into a roofing career--a good one at that. But luck played a big part in it,not planning. So,having been given everything that usually obtains success in this society,especially when I was young----what the fuck was/is wrong with people like me? Who squander abilities/situations that most people would give anything for?