My first home ['57-'62] was at 25 Claremont Ave New York, NY 10027-6813 (1.2 miles from the Apollo Theater in Harlem) . I probably was lobotomized in ~1963 but, the operation didn't come to my attention until less than 5 years ago. I never did anybody harm or acted bizarrely nonetheless, a person gave me an anti-psychotic or, neroleptic/(nerve)drug. Even though the most commonly prescribed drug, in 10% of cases it causes death. It's the drug causing the, "Haldol Shuffle" or, "the Harlem Shuffle".

A doctor at the University of Utah gave me a dose and it hurt worse than anything. It was one of those days when you are found dead on the ground
and when people no longer talk or make sense afterward. As major tranquilizer supresses sensory neurons, it frequently causes brain (CNS) damage because patients can't respond to stimuli. Soon after taking Mellaril, I couldn't walk and my head turned to the left by itself. It felt like my neck was going to break and while I waited for the ambulance, I held my head with both arms so it wouldn't. I don't know how a doctor could call this beneficial treatment but, I have heard the most popular lawyer joke; that a graduating Law student ought to receive a lobotomy. My father and stepmother were both in the legal profession and neither was any good at music or athletics. I recently found that I had an Olympic gold medal in
swimming. I found some [easy] speed pills in my home when I was teenage, that I couldn't get enough of, and that made the swim workouts effortless. I had a gold medal in the house and queried Mark Spitz, who told me it was the real item. In 1995, Nancy Farmer timed me in the SLCC pool at 0:53:17 in the 100 yd. free (this was my only time in all of my years smimming). I auditioned for a Professional Rock Band in San Francisco just before being poisoned and after leaving Utah State University because the person living with me turned into the Devil Iscariot.