With all the lead soldiers I've cast . . .
Loved the aroma of melted lead since the 1940s when I smelted hundreds of lead action figures. Perhaps I'm without full mental faculties by now, but I still harbor strong opinions regarding right and wrong ideas. Having taught thousands to read above eighth grade, I feel my brain overcame the fumes somehow. I never realized, as a kid, that lead fumes were anything but sweet perfume. Perhaps I'm unique, but I doubt that. Lead is over-rated as a brain destroyer, or my brain would, by now, be lead-filled. Eating leaded paint was never my hobby; however, it's sweet enough to eat. My vocabulary power is over 40,000 words, so lead may have detracted 10,000 words but who knows? I'm 66 years of age now, so just how many people I can still teach to read effectively remains a mystery. I have no choice, since the damage must have been done years ago. cliffy