A portly 63 year old who was once a fit and active teacher. Now retired, I've turned myself into a writer and hope to become another Ernest Hemingway but so far I've only been able to grow the beard. Have taken photographs ever since my parents thought they could afford the developing...Little did they know. Recently discovered digital which means my wife is happy as I don't make rotten smells in the bathroom. Now, though, I spend a small fortune on printing ink and paper. Ah Well! At least I don't smell anymore.