Paul BadovinacI was born in a mining camp in Butte, Montana, in the 1940s, the son of a Butte miner Nick Badovinac. I had two brothers, Nick and John, two sisters, Joan and Lynn and my mother's name was Darinka. My father died when I was seven. By the time I was nne, I was on the streets selling newspapers. I served in the U.S. Army infantry, and consider myself a peacetime dog face. If you are wondering what shaped my mind or perhaps my life, I've never had time to pursue a real career: I was always in a pinochle, pan or hold 'em game. I was in and out of trouble with the law but managed to stay out of prison. My advice is don't wait until you are eighty to start a career. I have lots of ideas and life experiences and I will continue to write now and well into the future. Read More Read Less