About Me

Hello, my name is Gary Dean. I live in Greensboro, NC, I’m a 58 years young Boomer inching closer and closer to the magic age of 65 when I qualify for my government hand out I call Socialist Security.

I guess you could say I’m a typical American Boomer. Divorced, ex-wife and three kids living across the country and a wife from the Philippines.

Speaking of Social Security, how secure is the largest Ponzi in the world anyway? Answer: not much. If all you have is Social Security, you are SUNK!
Dead in the water.  No chance for living the “good life” by any means.

You may also have thought that your 401k plan and your financial advisor had you set for life until you had a rude awakening in October of 2008, right? WRONG!

FACT: A recent survey of nearly 3,000 Boomers indicated a sad statistic:
The simple question was: “Will you be able to retire when you want?”
* 43% said NO
* 31% said MAYBE
* ONLY 26% said YES!

Folks, that’s over 70% of Boomers won’t be able to retire or are not sure! Only 26% will be able to, assuming the Market doesn’t gouge out any more of their savings.

If you can relate, then please read on. I think you may find some valuable insights into my story and, hopefully, this will help others find their way in today’s economy.

My mission is to help as many Boomers as possible from winding up on a dog-food-fixed income for life.

From “having it all”, to becoming homeless, to gaining it back then another loss in the Market, this Boomer lands on his feet!

My story here is about living the Good Life, having the trophy wife, three kids, the house, two cars, a lucrative career in the Mortgage business for several year and a growing 401k in leaps and bounds. Overall, I was feeling good about life in general, and then had it all come crashing down around me, rebuilding, then once again, losing it all, and now, finding my way back better than ever!

It  all ended one Sunday afternoon in December of 2004 as I was driving back from the grocery store, only two blocks from home when an idiot kid ran a stop sign going over 50 mph and  t-boned my car. I spun around three times, flipped, landed right side up in a neighbor’s front yard.

The miracle is that I was the only one hurt.
There were cars along the street, kids riding bikes, happy people taking a Sunday walk – all missed!

I, however, wound up with a “closed head injury” that disabled me for over a year, rendering me unable to do my job, be present to my family and in general, unable to function.  I had a permanent case of Tinnitus – a permanent ringing in my ears that prevented me from sleeping, and is with me to this day as I write this article.

Also, as a result of this injury, I was diagnosed as being bi-polar, so I was put on a toxic regimen of medications that seemed to hinder more than help.

Over the following weeks and months, I became an irate, intolerant mad man. Sleep deprived, psychotic, unable to work, I lost my job at the mortgage brokerage firm. My brain just couldn’t tolerate the high intensity of a life in a fast paced mortgage brokerage firm. I couldn’t handle the day to day responsibilities of being a good husband and father. Everyone in the house had to walk on egg shells because I was always on edge.

We were hemorrhaging financially and my life was caving in around me. After some marriage counseling, it was decided I should move out.

So, I got a nice, quiet apartment and started doing mortgages from home. That was met with limited success because I still had a hard time focusing and getting the job done. Some days all I could do was stare at the wall and feel anger and depression.

The meds weren’t working, and I continued in my downward spiral.

Eventually, I was evicted from the apartment, my car got repossessed, and I wound up homeless! Homeless! Within a year of this accident, I was on the streets. I finally found a men’s rooming home and stayed there for over a year as I put my life back together taking a job selling cars and then I got my NC Life, Health and Medicare Insurance License and got back to work, and to be sure, was doing well again!

Meanwhile, my Dad, who lived here in Greensboro, was getting older and more frail in his health. His wife Frances, my step mom of over twenty years had died unexpectedly in their town home a year earlier. After that, his health started to decline at an even more alarming rate. He was depressed over the loss and all he did was watch television all day.

Arthritis in his lower back and hips kept him off the golf course and even prevented him from taking walks thru our neighborhood.

Eventually, it became obvious Dad either needed to move into assisted living – which Dad did not want — or have me move in with him. It was a win-win for us both!

I had the privilege of being my Dad’s care taker for over a year. I was at his side when he breathed his last breath.

I had the privilege of taking care of him and watching over him for over a year until he finally passed, right here in the home with me by his side when he breathed his last breath in October of 2008.

Dad was suffering from kidney failure and was the type of man who did not want dialysis or anything like that. He even resisted help from the amazing people from the local Hospice.

You see, my Dad was a WWII veteran and saw lots of action on air craft carriers in the Pacific Theater. When we had the same Sunday lunch, I got to pick his memory about what is was like and what happened. What was it like? How did you feel? Were you scared? “Hell yeah we were all scared! But we kicked ass in the end!” He was rightfully a proud soldier and left the Navy as a Lieutenant with honors.

For the first time, he opened up to me and I was finally able to really appreciate this man I had called Dad all my life.

My Dad and I wound up with a combined portfolio with Big Ass Brokerage and  was worth close to $1million only a few weeks prior to his death in October of 2008. In just a few weeks, our account tanked over 50%!

Still, a small inheritance is a blessing! I was able to buy out my sister’s half of this townhome Dad and my step mother of 20 years had lived in, and had the means to  totally remodel the entire place.

Remember, TWO people had died in this town home so, I really needed to do a thorough house cleaning and serious spiritual elevating.

I thought I was set for life.

After my portfolio lost big six figures last year in the Market crash, I liquidated all stocks, fired my Big Ass Wall Street broker and moved my money into a privately managed Forex Hedge Fund.  BAD MOVE!

WRONG!

One day, back in June of ‘09, I was told the Fund, was changing investment platforms and I was instructed to request a full withdrawal of principle and interest and position myself to move into another similar fund. Okay, sounds logical, no worries.

Unbeknownst to me, this “private” fund, like many others like it, was put under a microscope after the Bernie Madoff scam. It was required now, that all such funds be brought under the regulatory umbrella of the Commodities and Futures Trade Commission (CFTC).  That’s when all the problems started and in fact, the wheels started falling off all over the place.

Things weren’t looking so good anymore!

At the time of my withdrawal request, I was started to need some cash anyway for my daily living. Starting in that June of ’09, I was told a series of amazing lies and fabrications week after week “we will be sending out wires within the next day or so”, and on and on it went. Week after week, month after month I was pinned down waiting and waiting and waiting in a stew of anger and frustration.
I was going broke! Life sucked and I was paralyzed with fear and anxiety.

So, I hired a Meanest Son of a Bitch in the Valley attorney to help me out. My attorney’s pressure finally got them to make me an offer.  Long story short, I settled for my original principle, minus an earlier withdrawal. My account balance was near $250k – mostly “digital earnings”. I gladly accepted the offer which was below $100k, but happy to be rid of these morons and move on.

For me, life is too short to stew in resentment and anger.
I left over $150k on the table in digital dollars. Since that time, I’ve heard from sources there are subpoenas and law suits against the Fund, there is an ongoing investigation by the FBI, the IRS and the CFTC and the fund has actually been frozen since April of ’09 and it looks like the Fund will stay locked up in courts, litigation into the next few years.

I was no longer “set for life”.
You see, I am psychologically unemployable by choice. I refuse to get a JOB so now what? My back is against the wall. I need to generate serious money within the year  and make up lost ground.

Ahhh! I know, I’ll look on the internet for some Get Rich Quick Deal, right?

Like you, probably, I had always been perusing the Net for various money making opportunities. I had tried MLM and other direct sales
deals, and in fact, did okay with a few of them.
But, still, something was missing. I seemed to be spending more time and money on Stupid Stuff than really generating the kind of REAL income many of these programs.

I was still lost and always mystified as to HOW DO I REALLY GAIN MASTERY over the Internet?

It seemed to me, the man who can master Internet Marketing can write his own pay check.

But where do I find such a program? I had become disillusioned by so many other programs I was thinking I should go back out and sell Insurance again, which for me, is a fate worse than death at this time.

That’s when I found Carbon Copy Pro and Wealth Masters from a highly successful guy, Brian Magnosi who is hitting all kinds of records with CCP now. I met him earlier this year in another program that was going down the economic tubes so, knowing Brian was someone I could model and follow, I signed up.

See Brian and me at the Wealth Masters M2 Conference
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GCa5ezYo0eA

I made an investment in  myself if I wanted to regain lost ground!

With what little cash reserves I had left, I decide to take a bold move and invest in myself. I decided it was finally time to really learn about, and gain mastery over, Internet Marketing.

The Carbon Copy Pro System is the Red Pill! The straight line to gaining mastery over Internet Marketing! This stuff is NOT taught in community colleges or universities. And, it’s hard to find ALL of what CCP offers under one roof, so to speak.

Truthfully, it’s equivalent to a couple semesters of college in all we are taught in CCPro.

The Wealth Masters International affiliation is pure gold! I went to the M2 Wealth Masters Conference in November of ’09 and wow!

This is information heretofore reserved only for the super rich.
The information is stuff your Financial Advisor probably doesn’t know
and the Big Asses on Wall Street don’t want you to know.
www.wmitoday.com/jgd

If I had known a year ago what I learned at the M2 Conference, I would be much further along!

Folks, this works! This is a fountain of real knowledge!

In fact, I did a Hail Mary and signed up for the top tier M3 level to maximize my commissions.

That was a good decision. I haven’t looked back.

The take away is this:
I was nearly broke and had two problems:
1. How do I make real money and gain mastery over  Internet marketing?
2. How can I avoid the money catastrophes that already happened in the past year.

ANSWERS:
Carbon Copy Pro is about high level training.
CCP has given me all the tools and guidance I could ever hope for to succeed online and become a Master Marketer.
www.WealthBoomer.com
Once I hit my earnings  goals – and I WILL be a six figure earner in the within the
year — that’s when Wealth Masters International will come in!
www.wmitoday.com/jgd

Truthfully, I have never felt more alive and excited about moving forward! All in all, I have to say that I am grateful for all that has happened!

My Challenge to you!

Zig Ziglar said: “If you help enough people get what they want, you can have what you want.” No other saying sums up my commitment to my Carbon Copy Pro training and helping others, create real wealth and a legacy they can be proud of.