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If you ever wonder why all the reality shows that deal with cryptozoology and monster mysteries can never find any real evidence as to their actual existence, its because of people like Bill. Bill is an ordinary man with a not-so-ordinary life, although he would really like you to believe that it is. Bill has learned something about himself; it came to him in a dream, and he has taught what he has learned to his wife and kids. Bill doesnt think that he is overly special and doesnt look to go out and save the world from its self, just his kids. He would like to let you know that he has done…mehr

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If you ever wonder why all the reality shows that deal with cryptozoology and monster mysteries can never find any real evidence as to their actual existence, its because of people like Bill. Bill is an ordinary man with a not-so-ordinary life, although he would really like you to believe that it is. Bill has learned something about himself; it came to him in a dream, and he has taught what he has learned to his wife and kids. Bill doesnt think that he is overly special and doesnt look to go out and save the world from its self, just his kids. He would like to let you know that he has done some good and also some bad, but mostly he just wants to be. You too can be just like Billyou just have to believe.

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Born in Drayton Valley and raised In Rock Rapids, Alberta, Canada, the father of two wonderful boys, I grew up in a blue-collar household: everyone worked. I spent a lot of days just running around the woods that surrounded our hamlet and playing in the creek for which it was named. In grade school, I discovered a desire to tell stories; some of them were history-class knowledge twisted with fiction for English class assignments. Sometimes telling stories around the camp fires by the old abandon buildings behind our house. After school, like most people in this town, I went to work. For twenty-five years I worked in the oilfield, much like Bill. Started as a helper and worked my way to supervisor, owning my own contracting company. For about the last six years I have had an urge to write about Bill, I finally just got to it.