BILL SNEED, USN (RET) DAV (VIETNAM '66 & '68)
Married Charlotte E. Crowell (RN) in April 1968
Have 3 grown children and 7 beautiful grandchildren!!!
I was born in Houston, Texas in December 1941. I was two months premature at birth. My aunt Evelynn, my mother's sister, told me that I came early because my mother fell out of a car turning a corner, forcing my entry into the world. No wonder I have headaches!!
I learned of this several decades after my mother died in 1966. At any rate, the Good Lord must have had good intentions for me as my registered nurse wife, Charlotte ("Tootie") told me that the chances of survival for a 2 month early premature birth back in 1941 for a male child was almost slim to none! So here I am, like it or not.
My fondness for the sea comes from my Dad, who was a merchant marine engineer for 33 years, having served aboard over 95 ships during his career. Talk about a tough old salty dog... He was like that John Wayne toilet paper (rough and tough and took no....) Well anyway, they were both great Americans, each in his own way.
During the last year of high school (1959 and '60), I was so anxious to go in the Navy that my parents (adamant that I was to finish school) allowed me to join the Naval Reserve, doing the routine meetings once a month and then being assigned to the USS Howard D.Crow DE 252.
After high school, I went on active duty for my suppossedly 2 years of "required active service" which turned into 20 years of "active duty", instead.
Present: November 2007: During my several thousand miles of trips, mostly eastward, including New York City, and the seaboard coast to Jacksonville, Florida, including a trip to Tennessee to visit old Navy buddies (Johnny Cupp and Mike Flannery) I noticed many people looking at my left leg beings I had on shorts and it was summertime. There is nothing wrong with my left leg. What you see is an external catheter, the result of prostate cancer and not being able to gain total liquid control of my body fluid, so...I have to wear this, like it or not. It is the result of agent orange, Vietnam, 1966 when my ship, USS Dyess DD 880, backed up the Da Nang River to lob shells further inland for the Marines. In thinking back, I recall the pungent odor in the air, and we all made comments about seeing the jungle all dead and brown-looking, and it was summertime!! We didn't know it then, but it was agent orange we were breathing!
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Grandchildren of Bill and Charlotte Sneed
WRITING SCHOOLS ATTENDED IN HOLLYWOOD
SYD FIELD'S FOUNDATIONS OF SCREENWRITING
SARA MARIC'S ADVANCED SCREENWRITING WORKSHOP
ERNEST LEHMAN'S SCREENWRITING WORKSHOP
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COLLEGE NIGHT CLASSES
(WHILE IN THE NAVY)
ENGLISH LIT 210: THE SHORT STORY AND THE NOVEL
COMMUNICATIONS 120: INTRODUTION TO FILM AESTHETICS
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