All The Wrong Roads

At 67 years old, I was homeless, living in my truck, when my doctor diagnosed me with Congestive Heart Failure, and said I would be lucky to live another 3 months, all due to 50 years of Cocaine and Meth addiction, with no one to blame but myself. So I decided to grow up, clean up, and write a book to show people how easy it is to waste a lifetime in what now seems like the blink of an eye, and to show how it's never too late to turn your life around.