My name is... Dark Water; Keeper of the Estate, of the Church.
Back in high school {1976}, I drank a pint, smoked a joint, and passed out. I woke up 43 years later, having had three kids, two wives’, and a full career I am just retiring from. Then I looked in the mirror and a seventeen-year-old with a guitar and a dream was looking back at me and said. “OK; we did it your way, now you owe me old man!”
Here's to the dream.