Born in Montana and raised in Davenport, Iowa. I wanted to run off and join the circus, but discovered the film industry instead. My first job was on a movie called "Zadar Cow From Hell"-- don't rack your brains, no one else has seen it either. But the career was made for me, I figured, and I was made for the career, so I packed off. There's a lot to be said about youth and naivete. Now I worry mostly about cat and dogs and parrots; still, I cannot sit behind a desk for long. I'll cast toward adventure and call it good.
I am well-read and open to all sorts of conversation; politics, history, literature, theater, painting, Chicago Bears. I used to get so interested in a conversation that I had the tendency to step on the wrong end of rake. Up it went and into the forehead. I learned how to listen and the bandages came right off.
All Iowans are decent, that's a given fact, but I have grown used to living at the beach and I still get mesmerized by a California sunset-- every one of them. I surf and sail and can play any card game with little instruction.
Searching for a Lady, a confidante, a friend. I've learned a thing or two on how to respond to a woman. I hope she has learned a few things about men. Well read, educated a must. If she can hang upon the cheek of night, then- perfect.
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