COPYRIGHT

(C)

2012

BY

W. C. VETSCH

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

People occasionally write and ask for biographical data. Since most of my books have now been published, I will present some basic biographical data here for those who are interested.

BIRTH

I understand it was a stormy night when I came into this world around 5 AM. Back then, in the days before computers, records were kept in large paper books. The book in use at that time was Book "O". The documentnumber for my original birth certificate was "704". So the location ID was "O-704". This was the number printed on the original legal birth certificate.

FATHER

Father served in World War I, attended the Sorbonne in Paris, and later received a law degree from Tulane University. He died when I was young, before an age where you would be likely to have serious talks about things.Although he had an active law license and was a member in good standing of the Louisiana Bar Association, he was not practicing law at any time I can remember. He was making a living selling encyclopedias. As a kid, itdid not occur to me to question why a licensed attorney was selling encyclopedias. However, later, after he died, I happened to meet someone who knew him well. He explained that my father was held in the highest respect byall who knew him. After completing law school, however, he realized that it was impossible to practice law in Louisiana without becoming a criminal. Since the only way he could avoid a life of crime was to avoid practicinglaw, he voluntarily chose not to practice. Apparently, he felt that by selling encyclopedias he was promoting knowledge and performing a service that would uplift humanity. One day he went to the VA hospital in NewOrleans for a checkup and never returned. I was not allowed to visit him. VA rules prohibited children in the facility. As was customary when an attorney dies, a special ceremony was held at the Louisiana Supreme Court tohonor his life and we received a confirmation document signed by all the Justices.

MOTHER

Mother was an accomplished pianist and artist holding a Bachelor of Design degree from Newcomb College, a division of Tulane University. It appears her early years with my father were happy times, especially when theylearned they would have a child. When father died, she was sad. Unfortunately for her, this was noticed and she was delivered into the hands of Tulane University psychiatrists who began giving her shock treatments, knownas ECT. Eventually, she would receive over two hundred, most at the hands of Tulane University doctors. Crippled by the brain damage caused by Tulane University, all of her artistic skills were destroyed. Eventually, afteryears of torture, the state stuffed her into a bus with other "veggies" whose lives had also been destroyed by psychiatrists, and she was sold to a private nursing home run by a man named Roland Goux. Apparently, funding tobuild the new "human warehouse" had been guaranteed by the promise that the state would supply zombies to fill the facility. State institutions can hold people against their will, however, private nursing homes cannot. Once I