Harry Barker"You were laid by vultures on a stump in a hollow. I found you, felt sorry for you and took you home to raise as my own" Thomas (My father) My father told me this when I was four years of age. I believed him. Why wouldn't I? It makes me something mor than ordinary. I was born different. I am unique. Therefore, being such, the reality of truth was and still is personal. This is why I am an artist, writer, playwright (there is a difference), thespian, director, producer, instructor, historian, and secret agent man (okay, so I made that last one up). Read More Read Less