So Far, So Good       kip williams

I was born in 1956, the son of a man who lied about his age and grew up in Patton's 2nd Armored  Division (Hell on Wheels),  killing enemy soldiers in WWII. I loved my father but recognized he was a man who had seen things I would never understand, and done things he might never.

With his job on an oil drilling rig, we moved all over Wyoming and surrounding states, living in trailer courts. Mom got her second house without wheels in Casper in 1969. I was diagnosed with type I diabetes in October and my father died in February, at 42. I've spent the rest of my life being afraid to get close to others and waiting to die.

Anyone who has known me since probably realizes there will be an element of truth and fiction about anything else I reveal. I have lived longer than ever expected, surviving a great many of the males of my family, and have loved less completely than I hoped. Nature is working to change the former and I'm working to change the latter. 

I've lived in San Diego since 1985, where I met and married Nancy, the kindest person I have ever known. As a gift from Nancy, I have a daughter named Kimberley, a son Mason, and four of the most delightful grandchildren in the world, Allison (11), Diego (8), Cameron (5), and Madison (4). My life is richer than I ever imagined, in ways I had never guessed.