I am Ted Gresham. My legal name is Hubert James Gresham. Now that you’ve heard that name you can forget it and just call me Ted. Only doctors and banks use that blessed first name. I’ve never used James although I should have. The uncle James (regularly called Jim) was a nice guy. I adopted Ted for my name when I left the Air Force. I’ve been Ted all my adult life. I don’t really even know that other guy, Hubert. Besides, That name was from another uncle who hated the name and never used it. Go figure.

Once upon a time I was an avid writer. I authored several books, three of which are available on Amazon. I wrote stories and articles for websites too. I’ve written tons of things that really didn’t go anywhere. (How many pages constitute a ton?) I’ve had maybe a dozen websites through the years. Of all the things I’ve actually done, as in for work, I have always been a writer. The “avid” part has somewhat lessened since the horrible stay in the hospital where I had a stroke and developed tremors which makes typing a lot of fun.

More about me. I didn’t just fall off a turnip truck. I’ve been around a bit. My adventures, and misadventures, cover a lot of ground. From a dozen or more types of work (different career fields) and who knows how many different jobs to an assortment of religious adventures to just being my unordinary self, I’ve been places and learned things. I can say honestly that I have lived a unique life; believe what you will.

I have created this memoir because I have stories to tell not only that you might enjoy but also because you might lean a few lessons. Also, I want my kids and grandkids to know what their dad’s and granddad’s life has been like. I want them to step into my world and discover what life can be about and how to avoid a few pitfalls I endured. Many famous and infamous people share their memoir. I am neither famous nor infamous. I’m not just the ‘average joe.’ My story is neither a rise to the top nor bounce to the bottom but something in between, a screwy yo-yo bouncing up and down controlled only by the Fickle Finger of Fate.

There have been a few wonderful times in my life. There’s been lots of times in my life full of grief, or anger, or confusion. Some of this story is hard to tell. Some of it I might not ought tell at all but it all works together to form one hell of a narrative. In the end I have to say that even though I would have done most of these things differently I did manage to have a wild ride and learned many extraordinary things along the way. Now read on. It’s your turn.

Ted Gresham

March, 2026