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\nWELCOME TO SHADE TREE MUSINGS!\n<\/h2>
\nHello and welcome to my little corner of the internet, Shade Tree Musings. My name is Jerry Pritchett, and I am delighted to have you here. This website is a collection of my thoughts, experiences, and stories gathered over seventy-five years of a life filled with insatiable curiosity about the world around us.\n<\/div>
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\nAbout Me\n<\/h2>
\nThe developer I hired to give my website a facial asked me to write a 500-word autobiography for an \u201cabout me\u201d page. I said, \u201cYou must be kidding. I am 76 years old, and you want my life story cut down to a few words?\u201d Of course, I knew what he wanted; he was asking for a self-promoting narrative to make the readers think I was qualified to entertain or educate them. The fact is, learning about me is best done within the pages of this blog. So, to satisfy the 500-word requirement, I will tell you a tale.\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>

\nBelieve It or Not \u2013 My Birth Story\n<\/h2>
\nShortly after World War II<\/strong> ended, men and women who had been in the military overseas came home after years apart. We had achieved a victory, and spirits ran high. Consequently, men and women became very friendly with one another, so much so that many babies resulted from the closeness of these friendships.

It just so happened<\/strong> that I was prepared at the baby factory for travel to a predetermined womb of a specific woman. She had developed said friendship with a wealthy man named Rockefeller. Unfortunately, for many babies, the massive amount of wombs to be filled and the shortage of storks to carry them caused a lot of mishaps. In my case, I became a misdelivery. I ended up in the wrong womb. The baby factory was on the west coast, and the correct mother-to-be on the east coast. I am deliberately being vague as to the specific locations. One, to protect the mother\u2019s privacy and the other, because baby factories are kept top secret for obvious reasons.

All feet on deck!<\/strong> I already mentioned a shortage of storks available to carry out these missions. Consequently, retired storks were drafted back into service to handle the business of on-time deliveries. After all, these women expected a baby or two to arrive in a timely manner. The baby factory\u2019s reputation was at stake; never in history had delivery been completely missed. Yes, a few late deliveries, now and again, but never a complete misdelivery. This was the first red flag on my journey to my prospective life of wealth, leisure, and fame. I had been assigned an elderly stork with a bad case of arthritis. Each baby was placed in a large cloth diaper, and the stork grabbed the four corners with his feet and flew off to the destination, keeping a tight grip on the diaper.

Luck, Fate or Divine Plan?<\/strong> The poor stork only made it to Western Oklahoma. On August 22, 1947, at 6:40 PM, the stork lost his grip. I was unceremoniously dropped into the womb of a nineteen-year-old farmer\u2019s wife in Dr. Stough\u2019s office. It was above the First National Bank of Geary, Oklahoma. To this day, I feel sorry for the stork. It must have been awfully upset at his failure to accomplish his mission. Perhaps is was all three, a bit of luck, my fate, and divine plan gone right!

This much is true!<\/strong> I am grateful I was dropped into that womb. I have had a rich life beyond any that material wealth could have provided. As you read articles and stories within this website, you will understand the extent of my gratitude for the wonderful life I have lived. Enjoy, there is something here for everyone, I promise.\n<\/div>

\nAbout This Blog\n<\/h2>
\nI don\u2019t have any formal certifications or degrees to persuade readers to think I am an authority on any subject. My life\u2019s constant curiosity about everything\u2014 under the sun, moon, and stars\u2014 drives me. I\u2019ve lived among different cultures, devoured tens of thousands of books, and grown over the years; whether wiser or not, I leave up to you.

The blog content comprises articles, stories, and points of view from my life journey. My challenge for you is to consider the ideas I present, compare them with your views, and draw a conclusion. You may find that your opinion is reaffirmed, or your ideas may expand; you may even adopt a different perspective altogether. As we journey through life, remaining open to observation and learning enriches our journey for ourselves and others.

Below are the categories of subjects I have for you to browse. I sincerely hope you get as much enjoyment out of reading my words as I have had in writing them. At the end of each post is a place for replies; I do answer promptly.\n<\/div>
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\nCategories\n<\/h2>
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\nPersonal Reflections & Creative Works\n<\/h3>