My name is Marty. I'm 27 years old. I live in a small town where I have been to college and completed a Master's Degree in Rehabilitation Counseling. I have various certifications and am proud of each one. They weren't easy to obtain. You can see them on my Resume. Another will be added ASAP. I have lived in this area all my life and am ready for a change. I plan to move to a bigger city with more opportunity.

I was raised by my Mother who worked a very hard life and still does to this day. I love her, but we have different ideas. I have one sister, and four step sisters. Too many nieces and nephews to count. As for my father, I don't know him.

I was in a car wreck which left me with a spinal cord injury when I was five years old. Don't feel sorry or pity for me, because I don't, and I don't want it. If it wasn't for my injury, I probably would have never went to college and probably would be in jail. I'm glad it happen actually. Of course, it would be nice to be like everyone else, but differences are good. To me however, I'm not different than anyone else. Only thing different about me is walking. I use a different method then other people, that's all.

I have been in various rehabilitation centers. Out of all, who knows if any was helpful? I've had surgery upon surgery. Back surgery, throat surgery at least five times, surgery on a decubitus (bedsore) twice, bleeding ulcer, gastrostomy, with various procedures while awake. Unlike most people in wheelchairs, I have full feeling and most of these procedures were more painful than any torture a person has gone through. All in the name of healing? Yeah right.

I really like sports and anything related to sports. I'm a hardcore OU fan. You can check out its website at SoonerSports. That'll change when a friend of mine joins OSU. But, it's all sports and I love them. I use the word sports, because I like them all and cannot decide on which I like best. Of course, there are a couple things I can't see as a sport, like hunting or fishing. Think about it. A sport is two or more people going against each other. In hunting it's more like, I see you, you don't see me, you come over the hill to eat and BLAM I blow your ass away! Now how in the hell is that a sport? Your muscles aren't used. Ohh, another is racing. If racing is a sport, we would all be called athletes. And hell, I'd be the best at it.

I'm interested in many things. Music, books, movies, working out, athletics (as you can see), forensics, hanging out with friends, helping other people, painting, and various other things. I can't list them all. There isn't enough room for that.

I would quote someone, but I can't recall the author right now. But anyway, here it goes. "Have not a man eyes? Have not a man feelings? If you prick us, do we not bleed?" That may not be the proper way it's said, but you get the drift. Anyway, that's how I see everyone. I am the "outcast"(like the comic X-Men), who have lived every thing imaginable that people can say and/or do. I've been in the worst situation to the best. Put yourself in my shoes and you'll see what I mean. Let me give you an example. When I was first released from the hospital in 1986, I went to a well known restaraunt. I was with two nurses. While we were there, an older lady, who anyone could tell was rich, said the remark, "How could they bring something like that into a place like this?" (I'm not a person now am I, I'm a that.) Anyway, I blew it off. My nurse on the other hand flew over the table and if it wouldn't have been for the other nurse, we would've went to jail I'm sure. The big thing is, the management agreed with the lady because she was a rich bitch. That's alright though, the food there sucked and still does. Am I bitter? No, just truthful.

I have great friends and if it wouldn't have been for them, I'm sure I wouldn't have made it this far. My family pushed me as well, but not nearly as hard. So, check out my friends section to see my tribute to them.

If you want to know more, you'll need to ask me. Old picture below.