A Jersey Boy's Story

Much of life is lived as a convoluted mystery where clues briefly emerge like dreams in the night and disappear as mist.

In September of 1996 I was struck by a truck while driving my Harley motorcycle. I was near death several times and after thirty-nine surgeries over five years I was able to walk again with one leg five inches shorter.

I began writing this story in 2003 in an attempt at self discovery, to find out who I am and why I am still alive. Though much of the content is a chronology...