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 At the age of 15, I was diagnosed with FSH Muscular Dystrophy. Since that diagnosis, I have spoken in front of thousands of people in Christian circles. My love for the outdoors has led me on many expeditions fresh water and salt water alike and I am a co-founder of a junior golf tour.
In my view, a disability in no way equals no ability. Have fun reading my stuff and I look forward to working with you!
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MY ACCOMPLISHMENTS:
- Salt Water species caught = Blue Marlin, Black-tip Shark, Mahi-Mahi, Baraccuda, Blue Runner, Red-Fish and Speckled Trout.
- Fresh Water species caught = Rainbow and Brown Trout, Catfish in all sizes and even on Fly Rod,Bream, Crappie, Largemouth Bass (9lbs 14oz is current largest)
- I chase my dreams and live to tell about it!
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MY NEWS:
If I'm not working on the Junior Tour, I am speaking or fishing somewhere and likely both.
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MY RESIDENCE INFO:
City: Shreveport
State/Country: Louisiana
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BOOKS PUBLISHED:
 The Boy and the Billfish
By Scott Anderson
The vacation had started like many others. Each summer my family loaded up and headed for one of the coastlines of Florida. A predetermined spot filled with various activities for kids and hardly any activities for the parents, which was by design. But, Dad had promised that this year would be a little different. Something about a right of passage for kids in his family at age 13.
We arrived, finally, after a grueling ride in the family car and endless games of I spy and the Alphabet on road-signs. The sun was hot and the beach glared under its heat fuzzing into the turquoise water as the waves crashed upon the sand. The ocean never got old to me. Every year I couldn’t wait to walk the shorelines to find all kinds of amazing critters, shells and to snorkel in the shallows to find its many secrets.
The hotel was like many others with its huge front facing the Atlantic. All of the rooms had the ocean view and it was neat to look off the rail out into the sea and watch the big cruise ships with passengers heading off on their own vacation. Just then Dad caught me and told me to settle in but be sure to be well rested for our adventure the next day.
I was trying to figure out what this event could be. We had already ridden large roller-coasters and had done numerous activities together. With the suspense nagging at my brain, I sidled up and asked Mom if she knew what it was we were going to be doing the next day. With her acute radar locked on as if it were only a few days before opening Christmas presents, she replied, “You’ll see…tomorrow!” She chuckled as she gathered a book to head off to the beach for some sun. Rats, foiled again.
My usual beach activities were done with the constant wonderings of what the next day would hold and what in the world a “right of passage” actually was. The internal questions continued to nibble at my brain well into the evening after supper.
The next morning broke and no sooner than the sun had trickled into the room my eyes shot open. The suspense had built up and I was restless. It took a good two hours of lying in bed just to go to sleep the night before. Dad was already up and had prepared some fruit for us. After instructing us to wear bathing suits, shirts and sport sandals I just knew this was going to be a fantastic snorkeling adventure – better yet, scuba.
The hotel shuttle picked us up and ushered us to the local marina. We boarded a 25 foot boat called “The Amber Jack” that was very neat from tip to stern. It had a big chair right in the middle of the back well. Even more impressive was its internal bedroom, galley and even a bathroom.
As we climbed aboard we met the crew. Captain Richard Skully was from Sydney, Australia and had made his home in South Florida for the past 20 years. I would learn later that he was well known for his ability to make a complete novice feel as if they had been on the sea for years.
His mate’s name was Fred Taylor and had grown up working on the boats in South Florida his entire life. Although he was in his late twenties, Skully assured us that “Bones” as he called him was the best deckhand in all of Florida. Mr. Taylor would prove invaluable in my “right of passage”.
After making the introductions, Captain Skully climbed up in the perch and cranked the big motors as Bones untied the moorings and scrambled back on board. We began to idle out of the marina area and into the open lagoon heading for the ship channel. The water in the lagoon was green and clear and you could see fish darting about. As we made our way towards the passage we crashed over the breakers as they rolled up into the ship channel and after launching over a few waves we were in the open Atlantic with deep blue water underneath us. The seas were light that day with swells only a foot or two high and as we made our run, Flying-Fish skipped away from our boat from time to time as we startled them.
My curiosity was killing me and I finally got up enough bravery in my gut and I called up to Captain Skully and asked where we would be snorkeling or diving that day? He responded in his thick, gravely Australian accent, “No diving today mate! Today you become a man!"
Contact me to read the rest of this short story!
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 PREFACE
The Journey of the Uncommon
There is an adventure in all of us, a wondering of sorts that takes us to the edge of comfort and sensibility. Maybe you too have been there. It is the moment you come of age and begin to understand that you are here for something. The real plague is just what that something is. It haunts us in the nights of our lives when we lay in bed and ask the questions that grip our very souls, are we what God intended us to be, or are we missing out on the vision for our lives? Do we really have the guts to flush all the conveniences down the toilet and chase after the thing that God has embedded deep within us? What am I supposed to be when I grow up? Was I intended for Common or Noble causes?
This last question is the focus of this book. We will drink deep of these notions whether or not the Designer has noble thoughts of you and actions for you? What are noble and common anyway? We will look at those who have gone before us and ponder on what their moment of truth means to us and how it fits into our lives as modern believers.
I must lay a very good foundation in the opening chapters, so please be diligent. Persist, because the rewards are immense and besides we will have lots of fun, even when laying a foundation.
Hopefully you will come away from this book encouraged with strength to do the task that God has given you to fulfill. The reality is some will not. For those of you who will, I pray God’s Spirit of power, love, and a sound mind will already be at work within you. For those of you who will not, my prayer is that God will bring you to a place of faith, because this journey really does start right there.
Contact me for all 7 chapters of this life altering book!
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