 | “About as ordinary a man as you might expect to meet anywhere.”, S. Rollins Kelley describes himself. If you meet him on the street you might think him a clerk, an auto mechanic, perhaps a security guard, a librarian, a custodian, a locksmith, or even a bus driver. Depending on the conversation, you might walk away certain that, at one time he had been a firefighter, had worked a lifetime of tedious hours at the post office, or that he had completed a military career. |
| | The truth is in it all. At one time or another he has filled each of those positions and many more. Some were for personal satisfaction, some out of curiosity, and most in the daily endeavor to maintain and sustain self and family. He, like all ordinary people, day by day, add to an extraordinary lifetime of experience. And perhaps the only thing that separates him from other ordinary people, is his love of stories. Each day is a new adventure, every “Good morning” or “Good night” is filled with hidden warmth, tears, laughter, loneliness, or excitement. Within each of us is a story to be written, to be read, or to be told. As you listen to, or read his works look to see yourself. |
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