want a piece of meI thought I would share a piece of my story so you can get to know me a little better.

However, I would not want to bore you, so I will try to keep it under book size… Hahahaha!

I am currently 63 years young as of the writing of this story on November 2, 2012. I am currently online as a marketing coach and trainer helping those new to marketing online get a proper start instead of going through all the traps and pitfalls that caught most of us when we came online.

I would say that one of my goals is to save others the trials and failures that I went through… Although I am a firm believer that you need to fail as fast as you can to succeed online.

I don’t remember when it was, but it was many many moons ago, that I had my first ML.M experience, with a company by the name of Amway. I did not do much with it at the time, probably due to my young age and lack of focus. Things may have been a lot different if I would have taken things more seriously back then. Anyway, I signed up, but I realized right away that I was not a sales person…

I actually grew up working in mills, operating heavy equipment, and hanging out mostly in the construction industry. I drove equipment that the tracks were over my head, so it was a challenge to get up into the operators seat. I eventually ended up as a flatbed semi-truck & trailer driver over the road up and down the West coast for about 13 years. I even took off on a tangent for about a year hauling produce as part of a team driving long haul day and night from West coast to East coast and back…

Then I went back to driving flatbed semi-trucks…

Now everything up until this point in my life was fairly normal with only a couple instances of something out of the ordinary, like breaking my ankle in High School, which ended my wrestling career. When I graduated from high school, I was only 5′ 2″ tall and only weighed a whopping 127 pounds. Just a very ordinary lifestyle up until what happened on the night of March 11, 1987…

It was a night much like any other night…

I had just delivered my load in Portland, Oregon and my dispatcher told me I had to deadhead to Bend, Oregon to pick up a load of lumber. For those of you that do not know what deadhead means, it is driving to the next loading point empty.

Like I said, “it was just a night like any other…”

I pulled into the mill in Bend, Oregon to pick up my load of lumber, and this is when and where my life changed forever, the first time…

Naw! You probably aren’t interested in what it was that changed my future so quickly? What? You are interested. Okay, I guess I can tell you a piece of that story here and now…

I had just finished loading my lumber… All of the units are bundles in plastic to keep them dry and it was around 10:30 pm in the nighttime… The forklift had just finished putting my tarps up on top of my load so I could tarp my load. Tarping is how you keep a load dry when driving down the road. I remember this like it was only yesterday… I was rolling my tarp out and I had just stepped to the outside edge of the load to drop my tarp over the side…

At that exact moment I felt my right foot go through the plastic the lumber was wrapped in… Now remember, I had just stepped to the edge of the load… My right foot started to go through the plastic with nothing there to support my weight… My body started to fall forward over the edge of the load…

In an instant my life was going to change forever… So I was starting to fall forward over the side of the load… In an instant my mind told me to plant my left foot and try to jump or for sure I was going to fall head first off that load of lumber. Now at this point, I am about 14-16 foot off the ground…

Well, the good Lord was on my side that night, because I ended up going over the side of that load feet first... Yep, over the side I went and landed squarely on to both of my heels. I rolled to soften the landing and that is when I realized it was freezing rain. I rolled through a big puddle of half frozen water and thought to myself how lucky I was.

I laid on the ground for a minute or so to kind of get my bearings about me. Then I started to stand back up to finish tarping my load and find a place to get into some dry clothes. I stood up, but I could not stay on my feet… I tried a couple more times, but I could still not stand. I looked around to see if I could see anyone to get their attention. It was like the mill was deserted, and I was alone out in the middle of that mills yard. I crawled under my trailer to get out of the freezing rain… A forklift came by and I thought alright they are coming out to see why this load is sitting in the rain and no tarps are going on.

Nope, he drove right on by without even seeing me or slowing down. When the forklift came back in my direction I was yelling and waving my arms, but in the dark he just about ran over me on his way back the way he had come…

To make a long story shorter, I never did get the attention of anyone at the mill where I was loading my truck… after about an hour of crawling around, I finally got the attention of a person working at the mill next door. He jumped the fence separating the two mills and came over and got me some help. I was taken to the hospital and found out that I had crushed both of my heels. To this day. I have never seen that truck that I was driving that night…

I was told by my doctor, that I may not ever walk again.

I spent half of 1987 in a wheelchair with casts on both feet. Remember this happened in March and I was still in a wheelchair in June when I decided there was something that I just had to do. I am a Harley Davidson rider and I just had to go for a ride on my bike. At that time, I could just hold myself up with my toes, but I could not walk. I strapped my crutches onto my bike and had some of my friends follow me in my pickup with my wheelchair.

I rode my bike about 100 miles one way to the Sisters, Oregon rodeo where my friends pulled up in the parking lot and helped me off my bike and into my wheelchair. I have never been one to give up and I did not believe the doctor when he said I may not walk again. Yes, my life changed forever that night, but that was only the first time my life made a drastic change…

I will tell you more about the other changes at another time.

I did not realize how long this story had become. You know a little bit about me now. I will tell you how came to be online in a different story or stories… I think the point I was making if I was making a point at all would be this. The good things in life are not easy. We are always going to have situations pop up and we can either make the best of them or we can quit…

You can probably guess which way I would say to go...but that is totally up to you. Things like this have changed my life and usually it turns out for the better. If you are new to marketing online, you should be looking for someone to coach and mentor you. Who would be better to help you, someone that has been there and done that or someone that is just like you and has never done anything. Here is a step by step marketing training workshop that I would like for you to check out. It will cost you nothing to look and you will be shocked at how little it does actually cost. Check it out!

I would appreciate it if you could leave me your comments down below and maybe share a little of your story as well… also be sure to add your comment to Facebook, etc. Connect with me on Facebook http://facebook.com/virgil.r.cook

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