Who Are You? or should I say "who were you?"

My, my, that makes this even more difficult, Texan. Under this new light, I'll have to ponder the question a bit... under the perspective, "given your relatives, who the h*ll are YOU"?
Well...

Thanks for the responses guys, feel as though i have a little more in common with the people here. I usually just read the posts and never chime in, my work keeps me out of town frequently. Who i am? No one special, the famous must have run out by my arrival! I enjoy some of the same mentioned earlier in this post, outdoors, hunting/fishing (wanting to learn to fly fish), music-mostly classic hard rock,and my family. I also leave my music on 24/7 and only turn it down when asleep, have bought two new vehicles before but now own nothing newer than a 1974 IHC Scout. Best to everyone, Charlie

I'm a recovering Catholic who barely escaped seminary unscathed. So had to get into drugs 'n drink and blow up a career in laboratory equipment design (ever heard of the Pipetman?...that's my baby) and a premature marriage to get over it. A decade later I married an older secular NY Jewess and returned to hands-on work, and am now comfortable enough to revisit my familial Catholic clergy ancestors and their stories of miraculous cures and unexplained phenomena. A maternal aunt started and ran an order of nuns, and was responsible for building several hospitals in the 70-80s, staffing them with young maidens she recruited from the third world, teaching them nursing, and then sending most back to establish clinics in their homelands. A true unsung heroine, and an early mentor....

So I've come a bit full circle, trying to wear life like a loose coat amidst my recovering-Catholic history and current quasi-serious Tai Chi practice. Life's pretty good, but WHY do I have to keep tweaking my system? Aaargh!

Subaru: Tweak system, tweak oneself, keep alive. Come closer to one's self... as in meeting the recorded musical performance, meeting with oneself. No?