I didn't lose all my HS stuff, but wasn't really all that unhappy to see the smoke coming from the burning barrel. ;^)) Different settings, at that time I was working in the woods with our landlord's son, and a lot of real characters. Think I started that when I was fourteen, and it gave me a lot of things to write about, most of which have faded so far I'd hate to try to bring them back. The years between about 16 and 25 seem to be the most interesting, but as the old oriental curse, "May you live in interesting times", not always something one wants to dwell on. Some things, like the landlord's son backing up the Cat, over our chainsaw, and dropping a big fir, on top of the Jeep, might be interesting. (Landlord's dog, Snuffy, was in the Jeep at the time, took three hours to get him to come out from under the porch.) Sometimes run into the same with music, I can drop into the depths of hell, but have to work like mad to get back out. Oh well. Rich