A clown can effected you for the rest of your life! 

How I became a clown

Growing up I never wanting or even thought of being a clown.

In 1979 my mother bought me a unicycle for my 12th birthday. It took me a few years, but I leaned how to ride it and
I took it every were I went.
Then in 1984 I was asked to ride my unicycle in the Stillwater Lumber Jack Parade to promote my mother's flower shop.

A friend of mine was a Shriner and talked me and my cousin into dressing up like clowns for the parade. By the end of the parade I had fallen in love with clowning and I have been clowning ever since! For the first six years I was a white face clown
with a green wig.
I loved being a white face clown and my green wig and didn'i know why. Then, one day I was looking at my mother's photo albums and found some pictures that shocked me. Until I saw them, I had totally forgotten that my mother had hired a clown for my 7th birthday. Seeing these pictures mad me realize that this clown was the reason I love to clown. You be the judge. Back then I looked just like him.