I just spent most of the day driving out to the field job site, sitting in meetings and day dreaming...alot.
My childhood hero was Tarzan. OK, Tarzan is STILL my hero.
I lived in Ethiopia for 4 years as a child and my family would often travel to Kenya. We spent many weeks on camping safaris and I think that explains alot about me, my lifestyle and my personality.
The first Tarzan I remember watching on TV was Johnny Weismuller. The 1924, 1928 Olympic swimming champion. He was "considered one of the most perfectly formed men on the planet." And his beautiful costar, Maureen O'Sullivan. What more could a man want? OK, maybe a loin cloth and a big knife, but that's it.
Who could forget the Tarzan call? "Victory cry of the bull ape." I spent many childhood days running around with bare feet, raggety cut offs, and a pocket knife doing my best to imitate the Tarzan victory cry.
Then it was Denny Miller who played on the Hollywood Tarzan sets. His boyish looks and a full head of blond hair was more of a surfer looking dude than I cared for.
Lastly, from my childhood memories, came Mike Henry. An ex-pro football player with 8-pack abs. Well spoken and crossed over into the color TV scene.
My imprinting was complete. I wanted to be Tarzan. I believed I was Tarzan.
Tarzan got to live in the jungle and was lord of all the apes and other creatures.
Tarzan always saved the day, saved the river, saved the mountain, saved the jungle, saved the girl.
Tarzan got the girl.
Tarzan was THE multisport athlete. He could swim, man could he swim! He could run, jump, swing, dive, climb, wrestle, flip, throw, shoot a bow and arrow, stab, and, if he had one, I bet he'd bike like Lance.
I spent most childhood summers shirtless and bare foot and I always had a pocket knife with me. I'd have had long shaggy hair too but my dad always clipped me pretty short with his home barber electric clipper. It wasn't until my teen years that I was allowed to let me hair grow longer. At one time, it was nearly touching my shoulders. Man, that was cool.
And now.
Instead of a loin cloth, I sometimes wear a speedo brief.
Instead of bare feet, I sometimes wear Teva's.
Instead of a knife, I have a nail clipper in my shave kit.
Instead of long hair, I use my dads old clipper and buzz it off every 2 weeks.
Who were your childhood heroes? Tag, your it.
My childhood hero was Tarzan. OK, Tarzan is STILL my hero.
I lived in Ethiopia for 4 years as a child and my family would often travel to Kenya. We spent many weeks on camping safaris and I think that explains alot about me, my lifestyle and my personality.
The first Tarzan I remember watching on TV was Johnny Weismuller. The 1924, 1928 Olympic swimming champion. He was "considered one of the most perfectly formed men on the planet." And his beautiful costar, Maureen O'Sullivan. What more could a man want? OK, maybe a loin cloth and a big knife, but that's it.
Who could forget the Tarzan call? "Victory cry of the bull ape." I spent many childhood days running around with bare feet, raggety cut offs, and a pocket knife doing my best to imitate the Tarzan victory cry.
Then it was Denny Miller who played on the Hollywood Tarzan sets. His boyish looks and a full head of blond hair was more of a surfer looking dude than I cared for.
Lastly, from my childhood memories, came Mike Henry. An ex-pro football player with 8-pack abs. Well spoken and crossed over into the color TV scene.
My imprinting was complete. I wanted to be Tarzan. I believed I was Tarzan.
Tarzan got to live in the jungle and was lord of all the apes and other creatures.
Tarzan always saved the day, saved the river, saved the mountain, saved the jungle, saved the girl.
Tarzan got the girl.
Tarzan was THE multisport athlete. He could swim, man could he swim! He could run, jump, swing, dive, climb, wrestle, flip, throw, shoot a bow and arrow, stab, and, if he had one, I bet he'd bike like Lance.
I spent most childhood summers shirtless and bare foot and I always had a pocket knife with me. I'd have had long shaggy hair too but my dad always clipped me pretty short with his home barber electric clipper. It wasn't until my teen years that I was allowed to let me hair grow longer. At one time, it was nearly touching my shoulders. Man, that was cool.
And now.
Instead of a loin cloth, I sometimes wear a speedo brief.
Instead of bare feet, I sometimes wear Teva's.
Instead of a knife, I have a nail clipper in my shave kit.
Instead of long hair, I use my dads old clipper and buzz it off every 2 weeks.
Who were your childhood heroes? Tag, your it.
