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About a week ago I woke up and got out of the RV, which I've had parked on the same street for the better part of the last five months. To my surprise there was ANOTHER RV in front of mine. It was a lot older, but about the same size.

I went to lunch, and as I returned I saw a man getting into the RV.

"Hi! Welcome to the neighborhood," I said jokingly.


On The Best of Sett

I recently had a minor spat with a fellow lifter who was a victim of bullying. When I read what she wrote, I was enraged. I honestly wanted to go down and deal with that individual myself. Instead, I got mad and told her to stand up to the bully.

My response was emotional because it took me back. So far back, in fact, that our exchange answered an unresolved question has been stuck in my head for many years now. I’ve never been able to answer the true “why” for starting my training.

A couple of years ago I learned that I’m quite a simple person, and most of my current behavioural oddities can be traced to my formative years. What follows is a collection of short stories about my childhood, and then I’ll make my point.


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