I Walk The Line

I Walk The Line by Bill Roberts

This seems to be the summation of my life. Some might say I am rigid. It's true. I have very definite ideas of RIGHT and WRONG. I don't smoke, I drink less than even what would be "sociable," I don't use bad language, nor do I have any "body art."

I walk the line.

The very first "record" I ever bought was Johnny Cash's "I Walk the Line" on the Sun record label. It still is my favorite. It describes me. I feel it. I live it. It is my philosophy.

I walk the line.

I grew up (born and raised actually) in California. Some call it the land of fruits and nuts. It must be a reference to the vast agricultural resources of California. What else could it be? Aberrant behavior seems to be everywhere. I wear button-down collars. Some might say I have a button-down mind. That's OK by me.

I went to college in the Bay Area (San Jose State) during the Sixties. Hippies everywhere. I didn't succumb to their ways.

I walk the line.

I am left handed, consequently dyslexic. I am not loquacious. Words come with great difficultly for me, but I hope that the words I picked have given you a good glimpse into my soul.

I walk the line.