“I’ve been in more than 30 accidents in my life: automobile, work-related, fires—all kinds. One time, I was in a burning vehicle and didn’t think I was gonna make it out. I was ready to go to my final home, but I was embraced by an angel. At other times, I broke my leg, my ribs stuck into my lungs, I lost about a third of my blood, my stomach got punctured—every accident was worse.”
     “Do you live dangerously?”
     “No, I’ve never been the cause of any of these accidents. I’ve simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time—every time. Several times, I took people out of burning cars and buildings. One time, I went by a house and saw a funny-looking light at the top of the building. I called the firemen and started walking towards the house and the woman thought I looked like a hippy and yelled, ‘What do you want?’ I said, ‘Ma’am, I don’t want to say it, but your house is on fire.’ She said, ‘Oh my God, I’m watching my grandkids!’ So I went up and got them, and I suffered from smoke inhalation—that kind of stuff. But somebody saves me every time, and I think it’s God. He must have some reason for me to live, but what it is? I have no idea. Every time I come close to being something—an actor, singer, artist, writer—something stops me.”

Monroe, MI