My first home ['57-'62] was at 25 Claremont Ave New York, NY 10027-6813 (1.2 miles from the Apollo Theater in Harlem) . I probably was lobotomized in ~1963 but, the operation didn't come to my attention until less than 5 years ago.

My father and stepmother were both in the legal profession and neither was any good at music or athletics. I recently found that I had an Olympic gold medal in swimming. I found some [easy] speed pills in my home when I was teenage, that I couldn't get enough of, and that made the swim workouts effortless. I had a gold medal in the house and queried Mark Spitz, who told me it was the real item. In 1995,
Nancy Farmer timed me in the SLCC pool at 0:53:17 in the 100 yd. free (this was my only time in all of my years smimming).

I play guitar and piano.

King 2U

My first home ['57-'62] was at 25 Claremont Ave New York, NY 10027-6813 (1.2 miles from the Apollo Theater in Harlem). It was a poor apartment with cockroaches and plaster peeling off of the walls. We had a black and white TV and Jewish neighbors. I probably was lobotomized in Michigan in ~ 1963 after leaving NYC but, I remembered the operation only recently. I was five years old and recall walking into a dingy medical clinic and being placed on a surgery table with a towel over my face and and screaming while a doctor pushed sharp surgical instruments into my skull.

I was given a neuroleptic [nerve gas type] drug after singing at a concert in San Francisco. Mental health was never treated seriously in my home up until then (around 1977), when I was asked to go to a mental ward by a suspiciously acting father. I was told by him to take a painless drug, and knowing the Law School faculty, I thought it must be some kind of marijuana. Instead of finding it painless, at the library at Salt Lake Community College in 1995, I happened upon a text that read, "Antipsychotics are the most commonly prescribed drug and 10% of people taking it will die." It's the drug causing the, "Haldol Shuffle" or the similar, "Harlem Shuffle". I couldn't keep my eyes open after taking it and felt the worst pain in my legs and neck. A doctor at the University Medical Center diagnosed me according to my father's second wife who is prone to hysterics and is a stranger besides. Major Tranquilizer causes CNS damage obviously because the sensation while on it is about the same as being slugged in the head all of the time. Almost everyone on it turns out ugly, lethargic, morose and generally miserable. When on it, I personally can't get any rest and recall being required to act smart and perky by the administering staff and doctor. I felt the way you might if you slept for 3-6 hours/day for months at a time. My father and the doctor said I had to take the "new wonder drug" or not leave the hospital and about 1 hour later I was on the ground convulsing and a horrified neighbor was on the phone to 911. I couldn't move one of my legs properly and my neck felt like it was going to break. This happened repeatedly and in 2002 I had systolic BP of 300. Similarly, "ANTIPSYCHOTIC AGENTS, the primary treatment for schizophrenia and other psychoses, long have been suspected to increase the risk of serious ventricular arrhythmias and, thus, sudden cardiac death."[1]

I was overjoyed when my father died in 1982 because he was such a cruel bastard. He felt Behavior Control was kind, drank booze all of the time and drove his car like someone was going to crash into him. I dabble in the occult because I'm famous for playing Jimmy Page music and because of this, I see Jerry Richard Andersen's enemies cut his physical leg off in the end because he thought someone was trying to get it on with him.

My father and stepmother were both in the legal profession and neither wanted much exercise. My swimming career was over before I met my stepmother and I didn't much care for swim racing at the Fort Douglas in Salt Lake City. While studying, I wrote to Mark Spitz and asked about my gold coin from Mexico and he said it was a real medal. Ever since 1963, I've felt slow and held to the ground and had real difficulty getting out of bed. I couldn't properly run or jump and was too tired to study so my homework never got done. In ~ 1972 I found Preludin (easy speed) in my home and for about 3 weeks I could swim as fast as anyone. And, in 1995 Nancy Farmer the swim teacher at SLCC finally took my time. It was 0:53:17 in the 100 yard freestyle which is comparable to current world records.

The rest of this story is at lindablair.tk