I have often described myself as a “storyteller,” and I’ve done so since early childhood. It has become ever more so and more deeply in my 8th decade now. But I rarely, if ever, tell other’s stories (myths, fairy tales, etc). My stories emanate from my own heart and imagination. Some are from real life experiences, though I do enhance them as my family says. Others are whimsical creations that children especially love. I’ve told before geriatric audiences in care homes and children at local schools. I’ve never earned a cent, though occasionally appreciative teachers have gifted me delightful “care packages.” The journey as a teller of tall tales has been delightful; from high school, to park ranger, to old Papa Pat.
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