Life is what you make it with God's help of course. Tonight is our weekly "Prayer Warrior" meeting and we will pray for the quads going through depression this week. I'm just coming off 3 day depression that was a dozzie. July 10, 1966, my timeline. In my opinion, God gave me a gift. At the age of 15 I was headed down the wrong road. Coming from a small town there were not many kids to choose from when looking for a friend. Some of my childhood friends chose different paths: Art robbed a bank, committed suicide, Ken, after consuming a few too many drowned, Bob, for some reason took his life at the end of a rope, another Bob, celebrated his graduation by drinking too much, never quite making it to his graduation and Stanley, lifetime sex offender. Then there's me! I guess I was the oddball of the bunch. After spending 2 1/2 years in a state hospital my parents decide there is no further rehabilitation, so they take me home. On the day of my discharge the nurse took my father aside and gave him some advice. "Take him home, buy him a television and wait for him to die." This was not a mean comment, this was the mind set of that time period. Sometimes God opens doors, put you at the right place at the right time and in my case it was the CB craze of the 1970's. I started servicing CB radios with the help of two part-time technicians that were attending electronics school. The two part-time technicians were hired full-time, a third was added part-time, and busting at the seams, I purchased property and constructed a building on the opposite side of the street. Within five years I had three full-time technicians, two part-time technicians, three office people, not including my wife and myself. Our business continued to expand, God kept opening new doors and we expanded, sending business fliers to fire departments in 13 states. We have serviced fire equipment from every state including Alaska, but not Hawaii. Darn, missed that one. As things would happen, my wife had a health issue, visited the wrong doctor and the medical bills piled up. As many of the married quads know, your wife in many cases is your main caregiver. Any funds that had been built up quickly went for my health care and hers. The next several years would take us to a very comfortable lifestyle to living in the red. Well, that is water over the dam. After selling the business to cover our bills around 1995, I continued to manage the business on a part-time basis for the new owner. Unfortunately the new owner did not have a business head on his shoulders. After his business fails around 2005, I continued to service fire pagers on a limited basis. July 10, 2012 I closed a door God opened and am now retired. My life isn't over, it wasn't over in 1966, God just opened different doors. My first door, July 1966, door number 2 in 1995. It's going to be interesting to see what God has behind door number 3. Keep going, it's worth it in the end! Glenn Henry
