churchsigns
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Bio
Born in 1950 with a host of first names that have probably contributed to me wondering for many years who in the world I was. Reflecting on being introduced into my first grade class with my third first name, Dukes, I was labeled "Dukie" for a year. I learned who I was not that year. I have learned that names do not define us. When I walk into a local restaurant today, I care a lot more that my waitress comes to me for a hug than whether or not she knows any of my first names. My best friend gets called Huggy-Bear when we go into most restaurants. I want to take that name from him some day or at least earn the name Huggie # 2.
I love men's fellowship, reading, watching far more tv than I ought and of course my Lord and the wife that He gave to me. Loving my children and grandchildren is a priority I cherish. Then, I also love my sister, her kids... I suppose I would have to admit, I really like all of the family and friends that God has blessed me with. Without them, life would prove unbearably boring.
By heart I am a cartoonist. By trade I sell signs. I ended up doing this as the result of asking God to show me what I should pursue right after an employer asked that I go away one day. I have learned that while I thought I was the only person on earth treated so horribly for many years, others have been treated similarly. No tests...no testimony. Anyway, I could only identify the one gift from God, my ability to draw. I sought out to find a new career that was related to drawing and decided making signs would satisfy that connection. When I went to the marketplace to share the good news that I was available for hire, I was re-introduced to self pity partying. Since no one would hire me, I started my own sign company. I reasoned that not even I would fire myself and sure enough, I have been making signs ever since. Today, I only draw cartoons when I have a yearning to make fun of family or friends. They are easy targets. I would draw cartoons making fun of myself but that doesn't make any sense.
I enjoy talking, sharing and writing. Probably, I enjoy these more than I should but God has not told me to shut up lately so I just keep on "communicating". That sounds more acceptable than if I say I just talk too much.