I was born 3 years after WWII in Brooklyn New York. The same year the Israelis were given their promised land through UN resolution in compliance of the British Balfour agreement. I remember Black & White TV. I vaguely remember seeing President Truman, and then President Eisenhower on TV. I remember thereafter a short period of tranquility and peace. Then, in elementary school, taking fallout shelter procedures against an atomic War. Nowadays we know its bend over and kiss your ass goodbye! I remember the assassination of our beloved President Kennedy in 63 and how utterly shocked I was, I was in High School then. I was utterly as shocked when Dr. Martin Luther King was murdered in April of 68, five years later. Then a couple months later, Bobby Kennedy was killed in June of 68. I bare witness to the civil rights movement era of this great country. I remember tricky Dick. I was 20 when man first landed on the Moon. I was there to see the beginning and the end of the Vietnam War and was a college activist against it and remember many friends in flights to Canada over the Peace Bridge. Got my degree in 72. Joined the United Federation of Teachers Union and tutored High School programs for a while (namely High School math, English comprehension, and Spanish) but found myself being cautioned by the school dean (an older female) against the young girls that might think me attractive and therefore, I needed to take special precautions, I was very young still you see. I remember the early rock era, groups like the Harptones, Flamingos, The Cleftones, Little Richie, The Capris, The Marcels, Fats Domino. Later the Temptations, the Four Tops and Marvin Gaye. I remember seeing Elvis Presley on the Ed Sullivan show for the first time. I remember seeing the Fab Four Beatles on the same show and the Rolling Stones when I was in High School. Later I worked there, in the underground building bridges in the Ed Sullivan theater, the narrow passage straights that all performers took to traverse between dressing rooms and stage, and in my bones I couldnt help but feel the presences of greatness, thereafter it became the David Letterman Show. I tried but didnt make my way to the original Woodstock, the highways were backed up for many miles. I remember Hendricks fabulous rendition of the American National Anthem. I was a martial arts expert at 22, Shodan in Tae Kwan Do, Shotokan and Goyu Ryu Karete. The police department would come to my free classes. I was taught boxing at the age of 9 and Judo at 12, at a time when martial arts was not known in the populace USA. And way before it became an assembly line, cash in hand business. I was there and waiting when the first home computer came to bare. Graphics were nil! Ive worked in, and supplied the largest skyscrapers in New York City. And I was there on 9/11 when the great Towers fell to terrorist attacks. I ran for my life and sucked down the ash and dust, and felt the Earth tremble and day turn to night. I saw, first hand, Tower two go down and my belief in humanity had never been lower. I lost both friends and family there that day. Im 56 years old and have a tale to tell. What Ive exposed now is nothing to my real life experience. But if I could relive it all, in two wordsI would.