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Harry Highstreet was very close to his mother the morning he was born. He didn’t get to meet the rest of the family until later that day. The mid-wife who delivered him (in a bedroom which later became the kitchen), told everyone he was a fine, bouncing baby boy (even though his stomach was upset with all that bouncing). He was born with golden locks (no keys), and with absolutely no control over his bladder and bowels; a condition which is struggling at this time to return with great regularity (or is that irregularity?).He had a wonderful childhood, made it through the teens without too much damage, and after graduation from High School he joined the Navy to avoid the draft, only to find out later that all he had to do was close the door. Honorably discharged, he sailed through our higher education system to get recharged, earning an MA and BJ from MU majoring in ABC, CBS, NBC and PBS. Initially, he was doing quite well. For the next (none of your business) years he hammered away at his ole typewriter churning out news and advertising and specials for radio and television, and publishing a column for different newspapers.For the past three years he has joined the ranks of freelancers, hammering away at the ole keyboard, and has published five books, and the second in a trilogy of paranormal adventures is underway.Oh, yeah, his first name is Harry and his last name was Hoogstraat (Dutch), later changed to Highstreet (English), primarily, rumor has it, because most people pronounced the Dutch name Hog’s Trot (that ain’t even close) and the entire clan (there was a bunch of them) got sick of the whole thing and made the change.Peace.
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