I was born the only child of my parents together. This birth was in Virginia, At the age of 2 I moved to Ohio were I was raised in a small little community just outside of Cincinnati, Ohio. The town is named Branch Hill. It is a small town along the banks of the little Miami River. At the age of 6 my father, who at the time was a Scout Leader took me to a place in a neighboring town called Loveland. This place was the most amazing place I had ever seen since we had moved from Virginia. It was a Castle, being hand built by one man. This man was Noble Sire Sir Harry D. Andrews. He was a quiet gentle man of God. After meeting him I was so intrigued by the beauty of his castle and the way in which he was building it. I therefore made it a point to go see Sire Harry every chance I got. He would teach me the games of chess and checkers. He had a rule, if you lost you must carry a stone up from the river banks and bring it up to him to use in the construction. This I would seem to do a multiple of times a day. One day at the age of 10 I had my father drop me off there and I took with me two buckets, these I filled and dragged up the hill to the front door. I rang the bell to let Sire Harry know I was there. He opened the door and upon seeing my scrawny self along with the 2 buckets he chuckled. He then began to explain to me what it meant to be a knight and the work needed to become one. I agreed I would do anything to be a Knight. That day I was dubbed a Page.