I believe myself to be a sentient human. I know that I exist and I know that I occupy a very small space in a very large universe. I believe that I have empathy for man, animal and nature. I freely and confidently acknowledge that I do not know what happens when we die nor am I convinced anyone does. I do know that it does not matter in how I choose to live. Why? Thirty Seven years ago, while attending a military course focused on leadership, I was struck with an epiphany (Greek version), when after a tough mental and physical day I reread "Traits of a Good Leader" that had been painted on a mess hall wall.  Words like loyalty. Painted on the wall words like trustworthy and honest. Just words---like dependable. Just words.  Well, at that time in my life I had been, and was, asking the big why am I here question. Then in one tired but enlightening moment I saw the words as clear, solid, glaring spiritual choices that was MY WAY FORWARD. What I was in thought or what I was physically made of or where I was going after leaving my physical body did not matter to me as much as how I would live.  Choices, written in big painted letters. That was not the first time I had read those words or was aware of the meaning. Not at all. I had served four years in the Marine Corps and was an experienced twenty six year old. But, at that moment I was not looking at just words. Those words were graphically portrayed real choices that had deep meaning to me and thirty seven years later still do. I have chosen to continue my path to the expiration of my physical self by contributing to the good of my community through my business. I am, and to the end will be, in service to Friends, Family and Neighbors.  That is what I choose. No fear, no guilt, no collusion. 1/31/18