About GRKull

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Five Decades, and a bit

I have lived my life in what feels like ten year cycles. I now have five and a half of these cycles behind me, and am on the backside of my sixth.

Youth is obvious and so are the firsts that it provides. My parents were the greatest. My brothers were the greatest. Snow and summer, school and little league, were all fun. As a family we enjoyed cousins, holidays, and swimming in all bodies of water ... pools, lakes, ponds, and the ocean.

In my third decade, 1987 to 1997, I finished my classroom requirements but not my studies. I look back upon this period as a creative time of merriment and exploration. I helped lead victories in Philadelphia, Baltimore, York, Quebec, and finally Madison Avenue. I continued to learn about time. I drew many introspections into sketches and sentences and heightened my days with planned and unplanned foolishness.

On April 15, 1996, I began writing “The Revolution”. I finished October 15, exactly six months later. My intentions were to immerse myself in a "bucket-list-type" activity, like writing a novel, enjoy the experience, and continue to artistically sit words besides themselves for I had been writing for quite some time by then.

Leading up to The Revolution, I had been exploring "phrasing". I would continue that style but now introduce the verb as the foundation around which I could place more thoughts.

I had read over a hundred different authors by the time I wrote The Revolution, from Voltaire to Rand to Redfield, from Twain to Fitzgerald to Stephen King. If I were prompted to name several books that come to mind as being noteworthy, I’d say, “To Kill a Mockingbird”, “Watership Down”, “The Picture of Dorian Gray” and “This Side of Paradise”.

Looking back, it is apparent to me that The Revolution is a long essay, an unscripted attempt to hold one's interest. The story captures my journey toward finding and then falling in love, which I did within months upon finishing the book.

From any volume of people, crowded together or in-parade, Juliette was clear to me, and while still holding onto a bit of youthful living, and yes, writing a second novel, I did in fact fall in love.

My fourth decade, 1997 to 2007, Juliette and I started a life together. We made a home for our new family and began to fill it with wonderful children. In these years, I pushed further on with art, marrying it to commerce when luck felt generous. I wrote lyrics for songs, made a movie, a cartoon, and a game to help check eyesight. I also saw poorer conditions, sometimes in others, some less attractive, enough to bankrupt the fittest of men.

My daughters were born in my thirties and they taught me great things.

My fifth decade, 2007 to 2017, I saw my family grow when my son was born, and from this a rebirth happened for me. In my forties, my family took center stage, my corporate career was launched, and our house grew as the children grew.

Stepping into my fifties, my sixth decade, I do so not unprepared. My eyes are set on more discovery and more passion. My hobbies have become health, happiness, and humility. My career is love, and I keep love in my every day, and for this, my love for Juliette continues to grow.

When I was younger I felt as though I was “meant” to be, forcing me to continuously "center the room". Today, I realize that I am only “just here”, and very happy to be.