Dennis Devore:  

I take it that this is the part of this site were one concocts a fictious lifes story about ones self. Be that as it may, I will refain from such conduct. The very day after graduation I started working full time for Lewis Homes as a ditch digger and broom camando. Hence being a scew up I blew all my money for Berkley School of Music on good times with Dan Briney. In the year of "76" Dan and I decided to inquire about our prospects in the USAF. Due to an injury on a party night Dan was rejected. He later was taken and did his twenty. The last I herd from him he was living in Paris CA. I did my short time and retured to Lewis Homes as a customer sevice man, with grand designs of being a big shot manager. But alas due to the vices of my life at the time, alcohol, drugs and playing music in the club invironment , that was derailed for a few more years until Alcoholics Anonymous took hold in the summer of 1980. January of 1981 I was the captian of of a Big Rig discovering the US through the windshield of a Peterbuilt. This was short lived, for on a full moon night in June. A corvett at 100 miles an hour decided he wanted my lane on I-10 in Panama City, FL. Those of you who under stand kinetic energy will understand that a fiberglass vehicle at 100 mph and a 40 ton truck at 60 mph colliding head on makes for an untidy circumstance. Surviving this misshap, I borded a Greyhound Bus to the west and steped off at Union Station, Las Vegas, NV. After seven years in ...Expand for more