I'm Terry... probably like no one you have ever met or will ever meet again. When I say hello to you it is because I have a sincere interest in getting to know you, if you don't like it fine. I dislike jealousy, so if you are a guy here looking at what your e-girl is saying to me, GROW UP!!! I am an intelligent individual who can hold a real conversation about many different topics. Let's see, how about I tell you what I am not, I am not a muscle bound idiot who can only grunt and huff and look good on your arm. I am an intelligent well-spoken, well-mannered man who has a zest for life. I was in the Marines for 8 years, during which time I fixed electronics. I also married and divorced while I was in, I have a 9 year old son who I am extremely proud of. I'm not rude, and I don't really appreciate it when people are rude to me.
**** NOTE NOTE NOTE**** I am not interested in your contests... you want me to vote for you in a contest that's fine, but if I am going to do something for you, what have you done for me? last time I checked I have a butt load of friends and maybe 100 photo ratings... save it... I have no problem helping anyone out, but last I checked, it's a two way street... what side are you driving on?

call and leave me a comment...

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay
---By Robert Frost



My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began,
So is it now I am a man,
So be it when I shall grow old
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man:
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety
by Wordsworth

"To be sensible of our own faults is good, for it leads us to avoid them in the future; but to be to sensitive to, and afflicted by, the faults of other people is not good."
Ben Franklin

Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
by William Ernest Henley