Lately . . . I’ve received more Criticism than usual for the things that I write. One person actually accused me of watching FOX News All Day, and then rehashing whatever was Reported and Said on FOX News, literally accusing me of Plagiarism, and having not a PERSONAL OR ORIGINAL THOUGHT IN MY HEAD.
I was 11-Years Old . . . And I would get out of bed at around 5:30 in the morning, before the sun rose, and whether it was winter or summer, I would take my BIG Newspaper Carry-Bag supplied by the Montreal Gazette, and deliver the Morning Paper to about 80-Homes, making several trips each morning to replenish the Carry-Bag, for a few cents for each Paper Delivered, and Tips on Collection Day.
By the time I was 12-Years Old, on the weekends, I organized a group of my friends to help me wash windows in the neighborhood, which worked out pretty well until summer came, and nobody wanted to work.
From Window Washing, still at 12-Years Old, I got a Summer-Job assembling and repairing bicycles for a small Sporting Retail Store (Cougar Sports), which worked out really well, since the owner asked me to stay-on and work after school, once the school year started, which was fine with me.
By the Time I was 13, I was running the store, while the owner was busy Scuba Diving, which was a tremendous amount of responsibility for a “KID”.
At 15, I became a Life Guard with the RLSS (Royal Life Saving Society). And by the time I was 16-Years Old, myself and a French Friend, who was also a Life Guard and Older than me, both got our RLSS Instructor’s Certificates, and formed a Life Guard Training School.
I convinced my High School to allow me to form a Life Guard Training Club, and posted signs around the school offering Summer Life Guard Jobs to the Students who took my Course and passed. My French Friend, convinced the City of Laval, where we lived and worked to hire the Students we Trained, who were accredited INDEPENDENTLY from us, by a Certified RLSS Examiner.
And by the time I was 17-Years Old, I was working at Several High Rise Apartment Buildings, running their Swimming Pools, while Finishing High School at Night.
By 18-Years Old, I entered University (Sir George Williams University) as a Night Student, while I worked Full-Time during the Day, selling Commercial Office Paper Handling Equipment for an American Company called GBC (General Biding Corporation).
And even though I had very little time to do the things young people did at my age, I never stopped moving, and still found time to Coach Minor League Football for the City of Laval (Chomedey Blues Football League), and sit on their board of Directors.
And I was more concerned than just somewhat with Political and Jewish Issues, to become very much aware of Canada and America’s Political Processes, and about RANK Anti-Semitism, to the point that I joined the Montreal JDL (Jewish Defense League), learned how to Really Fight (Krav Maga), and went on to compete at Karate Tournaments.
I also served for a year as the Sports Editor for the Sir George Williams University Day Student’s Newspaper (The Georgian), and as a Sports Writer for the Sir George Williams University Evening Student’s Newspaper (The Paper).
AND BY THE TIME I WAS 19-YEARS OLD . . . I was busy doing Promotions, while still working for GBC . . . for the CFL (Canadians Football League) – Montreal Alouettes Football Club, where I met with the incredibly wonderful owner of the Team . . . Sam Berger.
MR BERGER . . . was willing to give me a shot at promoting his Professional Soccer Team, but I was ONLY Interested in FOOTBALL . . . so I said to him, why can’t I do both. And his response has stayed with me till this day and always will:
Sam Berger was a MULTI-MILLIONAIRE many times over, and a very Generous Man to his Team and to the Community, who was also the son of a Rabbi, who said to me in YIDDISH, which I will translate . . . “With One Ass You Can’t Dance At Two Weddings”.
I TOLD YOU THIS STORY . . . because, by the time I first met Anne, I was 21-Years Old, Anne was 20. We met again when I was 22-Years Old, and we Married when I was 23.
Anne was the PERFECT Daughter, Sibling, and Student, but all the same, because of a Dysfunctional Family, she had a Difficult Childhood . . . while I spent my Childhood Working and Worrying to help my Parents Financially.
For us . . . Life was always a CHALLENGE, mostly Financial, but nonetheless, Life was a Serious Pile of Crap that would have TESTED even the Strongest Relationship. And even though it seemed that LIFE for us would NEVER be worth Living Together, we NEVER once thought about giving-up on each other . . . NOT ONCE!
And When We Finally Hit Our Stride . . . and our Businesses were paying-off, and Life became a Bowl of Cherries, I got into a Civil Rights War against the Separatist and Racist Government of Quebec . . . In Defense of Freedom of Expression. Which is a Story and a Half all on it’s Own.
NOW LET ME TELL YOU . . . During all of this, I still had time to Ride Horses, spend almost all of my spare time fishing and living under the Stars in the Far North In the Canadian Bush.
And after Anne and I married (May 1, 1973), she too became active with me in the Canadian Bush, on Horses, and in my Business Ventures, which inevitably became OUR Business Ventures.
NOW . . . Believe it or not, I just told you what amounts to nothing more than the Tip of the Iceberg of my Life. And the reason I’m telling you this, is because when I hear the LEFT, including RINOS speak about 26-YEAR OLD AMERICANS, who have DONE NOTHING with their Lives, as they’re still referred to as “CHILDREN” . . . to stay on their Parents’ Healthcare Plan . . . I shake my head in Sadness.
BY THE TIME I WAS 26-YEARS OLD . . . I was already losing sleep over a Failing Business that ultimately went Bankrupt. There was no Safety Net for Anne and Myself. And we took whatever jobs we had to take, just to survive.
I DON’T KNOW WHO SAID IT . . . “WHAT DOESN’T KILL ME MAKES ME STRONGER”:
IT’S ABSOLUTELY TRUE . . . Failure Creates WINNERS. Failure is a Learning Experience. And Failure is HUMBLING, which is something we all need to have if we ever hope to be Decent Human Beings.
IN THE LONG RUN, after more CHALLENGES & FAILURES than I care to Remember, Life for Anne and Myself is Really Good. We’ve done a lot. We’ve seen a lot. We’ve met wonderful people. And we can easily differentiate between BS and the REAL MCCOY. And we’re not done yet . . . NOT BY A LONG SHOT.
WE KNOW VALUE IN PEOPLE WHEN WE SEE IT . . . And nothing gives me Greater Pleasure than knowing that the People who Read and Respond to this BLOG give me APPROBATION to my life experiences.
SO . . . To the people who want to be critical of me – TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT, because I know the Difference Between Failure, Success, & NOT TRYING. And I know the Difference Between a Politician and a Bureaucrat who has Substance . . . and a Politicians and Bureaucrat who are in it for the FREE RIDE.
And I’ll keep Writing and Calling it as I See It . . . and for those of you who want to criticize me, be my guest . . . but just ask yourselves . . . WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
Best regards . . . Howard Galganov