AUTObiography
Born in a Basement in Gary Indiana, Had to learn to walk by the time I was 6 Months ( the floor was too rough to crawl on. Named William Daniel Porter after his dad William Oran Porter ( this was to become important later)
Who is bILL pORTER ?
A SURVIVOR, I BELIEVE I HAVE JUST WENT THRU THIS LIFE GUIDED BY ( I KNOW NOT WHAT ) JUST SURVIVING , AS I FOLLOWED THE PATH THAT WAS AHEAD OF ME,
Around the time I was three years old I had rheumatic fever ( a death sentience at that time )
After a year in bed (I had to be carried every where for that year ) I was up with the doctors saying I would not last long and at any rate, my heart would never be right. Nothing else to be done, I just lived from day to day, getting stronger and no one paid attention to my condition.
They say I spent a lot of time with my father as he built the house we lived in,(earning me the nick name of SPIKE as my father found I was happy pounding spike nails in as he built the house.
As I look Back On this, I now understand this behavior is the same with the wild ones I was to become so familiar with. It could be considered play when we are young, but we think of it as a learning experience when the animals are involved.
I learned from my father early on in life and for that mater for as long as he lived. As I said I was born in the basement, because my father was literary building the house block by block around us. He did not have the money to even buy the blocks for the basement, so he built 3 forms so every day after work, he would pore the three blocks after taking out the ones from the day be for. Each day also digging the hole for the basement with a shovel and wheel borrow. And so much of my way of life started to form and keep on forming as I watched a man who would not say ( cannot, or not yet, but always said what if. WHAT IF. There has to b a way, and there always was.
The house had been done for along time when on My 7th birthday 4-19-49. after world war 11, In which my father and his 9 brothers were to fight.
After my grandfather and all his boys had worked in the coal mines. After all the big labor jobs my father worked on in northern Indiana and the south side of Chicago. My parents sold that little house and moved the 3 of us kids that they had at the time to a farm, a farm near Rudolph Wisconsin a mile from the one room school house I was to attend for 6 years. ( Pleasant View school house ).
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