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"Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional." Brief Bio |
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 Leonard Thomas Bolton, Jr. with his plane in Japan - he was a liaison pilot for the artillery in WWII |
(I
need to write my father's story ... he started in the Army as a buck private and
after many years, retired as a Colonel. And he started with less than
nothing. He was what they called a self-made man, and I am very proud to
be his daughter.)
Although I was born in New York City, my parents immediately took me traveling, first to Oklahoma, then to Japan, to Virginia, to Germany, back to New York. That first trip, however, was my initiation as an Army brat. It has been a great life-style, and I would recommend it to anyone. |
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I have
studied fine art, biology, history, tai chi, karate; taught classes in
pre-school, high school, college. I have written textbooks, fanzines,
features for a newspaper, science fiction novels; worked on comic books and
cartoon shows; kept horses (still do), trained show dogs, bred tropical fish,
ridden my BMW motorcycle through the Rocky Mountains. Oh, and I play
music, too ... flute, keyboards, harp, recorders, autoharp. I used to play
guitar, and now I am learning to play the Irish fiddle. |
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I think I might start karate again. I grow orchids. I make "movies" using computer programs. I have a lot of fun. I was married twice, helped raise three step-children ... might consider marriage again if I found the right partner/friend (male). Any and all of this is subject to change at any time and without notice. "Women
and cats will do exactly what they please, And
I'm writing writing, writing. |
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Pets
These
are my special friends
Here are the
horses, 1) Gus and 2) Penny.
Gus is my beautiful old Lipizzan gelding, aka
Gus, The Magnificant.
Penny is new. She's a lovely little Haflinger mare I got to pull my cart in the
woods.
And, yes, she's fat. The people who had her treated her too well.
She is now on a diet, (she HATES it!) - half the feed she was getting
& 10% as opposed to 12% (yikes!!) plus one carrot. She talks a lot.
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Oliver was a puppy that someone threw away -- he was about a month old when he showed up here ... a tiny thing, scared to death. He's now quite large. He looks like a cross between a German Shepherd and a Rotweiler. The tan dog is Tomiko, an Akita which is a Japanese breed, once used for hunting bears. She is also quite large. The title of
the first photograph is: My pets aren't
spoiled, It's difficult for me to think of these beings that share my life as mere "pets." They are my dependents in that I take care of them and provide them with food and shelter. In return I receive their companionship, affection, and a share of their joy. But I try not to impose anymore of myself on them beyond teaching them basic good manners, and so their natural personalities are able to express themselves. I am constantly amazed at the wonder of animals -- these entities that share the Earth with us. Of this population, my non-human companions are only a small part, but my life would be impoverished without them. They make me happy and they make me humble. They have taught me that we are not alone on this Earth, and that we must take better care of the place that is home to all of us. And that we need to respect these, our gentle brothers and sisters.
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In memory of
Max, |
Updated: October 2007
© 2003 Johanna M. Bolton
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