ALL of me is blue from time to time.

The collar, not so much. I've done hard labor at see, in gold mines, and as a yard-bird on Navy vessels, scraped paint and done assays and swung picks and shifting irons, but I escaped to pretty much white collar work before I was forty. Clawed my way through an BA and MA degree in my late thirties and forties, too, to assist in acheiving escape velocity.


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