Who am I? I started out on this journey called life 67 years ago today, and have been in search of something almost since the day that I could walk. We never had much money as I was growing up. The only thing that my mother and father seemed to have an abundance of was mouths to feed. We struggled, and I can remember this well. Many dinners of rice with milk and sugar, or something called creamed macaroni. We were never hungry, but the food, at times, was meager and not what the 'Experts' today would call 'Healthy'... and yet, we survived... hell, we even flourished. As time went on, conditions improved and so did the food. The funny thing, I never knew, at the time, that I was lacking anything. We always felt loved and comforted. My family, the core of my family group, and my extended family of Aunts and Uncles and Cousins and people in the neighborhood that were called family, always had plenty of love and affection to give to us. We may have been poor, but we w