This book will be the story of my life and what a story it is
As I have posted elsewhere, I was born 2 months premature w/hydrocephalus SO severe Dr. Sean Grady, the brain surgeon at Penn told my wife and I he had only seen 5 patients with Hydrocephalus as severe as mine and they were all profoundly retarded, all the rest being dead
My mother was out of it and the doctors were trying to make a decision to save her or me, but we fooled them, we both lived and as Hennie Youngman, the famous comedian of years past said: “I remember the day I was born. I cried like a baby”
I remember being told I was in an incubator for months and as it turned out the high concentration of oxygen “destroyed” my eyes. Many premature babies like me wound up TOTALLY BLIND, but as it turned out I was EXTREMELY nearsighted. My close-up vision was four times greater than normal. God had a plan.
It seems my EXTREME close-up vision was PERFECT for my life’s work as a Questioned Document Examiner, otherwise known as a Handwriting Expert
It was NOT perfect however for my super thick glasses and with my EXTREMELY large head, size 8 5/8th which btw I learned was President Kennedy’s hat size which for him, unfortunately made a very inviting target.
But if you can imagine, this little boy whose head was the same size as it is today on my almost 6 foot frame, it must have made for quite a scene. I am such a miracle, no one can explain it. Recently when I said to Dr. Hamilton at the Penn Memory Center: “Surely there MUST be others like me, he very gently took my arm and looked me in the eye and tenderly said: “None like you Bob, none like you”
Now if all this were not enough to handle growing up and through my life, I experienced MANY tragedies and hardships: For example, living and working in a Funeral home for four years in college, quite an experience to say the least, which might be the subject of another book later. But I DO want to relay two experiences from those times that had a VERY PROFOUND impact on my life.
Steven Paul Schwartz
Halloween night back in the 70’s, we had a funeral at the funeral home where a BEAUTIFUL curly 4 year old curly red-haired boy was killed when some EVIL person put a heroin pill in his Halloween bag. I can STILL see that little boys face even though it has been over 50 years ago. Hardly a year goes by that I don’t think of him-the son I never had. Someone told me that he is smiling at me from Heaven every time I remember him.
Patrolman Louis Vasgar
I was having dinner with a date at Kane’s bar, right next to the funeral home where I took all of my dates. There was a movie there that shared their parking lot with the funeral home. As a result, we got free movies every weekend with our dates then had dinner at Kane’s bar. I can still picture the nice waitress Helen
Well this particular evening Bernadette and I were having dinner when Dimmie(Demetrius) came back toward us bleeding. The bar was being robbed. The robbers took the money from the register and headed for the door. Suddenly they saw brim of a police officers cap. There was a big fat guy at the end of the bar and as officer Vasgar opened the door, the gunman blew his brain out right in front of my face. I remember discussing it the next day at my criminology class at Temple, still shaken by what happened.
As I said, I experienced MANY tragedies but I realized a couple days ago that my book is about a miracle of survival and though I will try, it is hard to put into words the MIRACLE that is my life in SO many ways, many of those things being AMAZING gifts from God that seemed to just fall into my lap
SO THESE THINGS WILL BE THE FOCUS OF MY BOOK AND HOPEFULLY WILL WET YOUR APPETITE FOR MORE.
One thing I have noticed about my life is that the harder I tried to make things happen, the more difficult it became so I learned to ask God for help when needed and sure enough, in His time, what was supposed to happen did
Being the scientist I am, I always thought there had to be a rational scientific explanation for everything. Being raised in a Catholic family, though, I never really practiced my religion.
However, I had one aunt, whose name was Caroline, but they called her Callie, cried when I got my First Holy Communion in my teens at a time when she was dying of Cancer-Hodgkins Disease which was to have a great impact on my life when years later, I heard of the work of Dr. Johanna Budwig who had 2 MD’s and a Phd in Physics who discovered that 2/3 cup of cottage cheese and six tablespoons of flax seed oil CURED 90% of stage IV Cancer. Why? Because that combination produced HUGE amounts of oxygen in the system and as it turns out, Cancer can not grow in high oxygen, The doctors today are STILL TRYING TO MAKE MONEY OFF OF CAMCER USING WORTHLESS YET EXPENSIVE TREATMENTS-same for heart disease which is EASILY reversed with 10,000 mg of Vitamin C EVERY DAY according to a FREE book on the net by Dr, Mathias Rath called “The Heart”
So I grew up with tragedy with the death of my aunt from Cancer when I was 16, but unfortunately that was only the beginning as 9 more member of my family were to die of Cancer-my Mother and Mother-In- Law dying on Thanksgiving Day in 1998
So to this day, Cancer and heart disease remain a crusade for me decades later. All I can say is THANK GOD for the internet. Now the doctors can not hide the truth anymore.
So, as if having a difficult birth was not enough my early youth with a HUGE head and what they called ‘Coke Bottle’ glasses made be the subject of intense bullying and don’t you know it, I would pick a career as a Handwriting Expert where I regularly testified and was subject to INTENSE bullying by attorneys on cross examination with one notable case where I was cross-examined FOR FOUR HOURS. But more on that later when I discuss my career in more detail