Dr. David W. Tanton graduated with honors from Clayton College of Natural Healing with a Ph.D. in Holistic Nutrition, and is the founder and research director of the Soaring Heights Longevity Research Center. He is convinced that most causes of aging can be controlled and often reversed, and thus there is no reason we can’t be biologically (physically) younger a year from now than we are today. He feels that maintaining optimum health can only be achieved by avoiding prescription and over-the-counter drugs. He also believes there is a natural drug-free solution for any physical or mental problem we might encounter.
At 74 years of age, Dr. Tanton is 100% drug-free, and has never been healthier at any age. He is one of those dedicated scientists that never stop looking for answers. Any health issue that might be considered by many as incurable, to Dr. Tanton is just one more challenge to resolve. From over four decades of research, he feels he understands the basic underlying causes of most diseases, how they can be avoided, and often eliminated.
Dr. Tanton believes that by combining Our Creator’s pharmacy, along with the latest technology, we have the potential to become not only disease-free, but literally turn back our biological clock. In his opinion, true age reversal has finally become a reality, and it’s something he personally has experienced.
A Bit About My Youth – By Dr. Tanton
Attempting to cover 74 years of a very full and eventful life could easily fill a large volume, but here goes. I will begin with my birth, way back in 1933, in Springfield Oregon, toward the end of The Depression. At 11 years of age (1944) we moved to the country near a small community called Jasper. For a few years we had no phone or electricity, just an outhouse out back, and a hand pitcher pump in front. Our bath was in a galvanized tub, and the water was heated on the wood kitchen stove (as was the iron for pressing our clothes). My mother washed our clothes in a gas-powered wringer-washer, or hand scrub board, and hung the clothes on the line to dry.
I recall as a kid, listening to the Lone Ranger, Tom Mix, and Intersanctum Mystery on our battery radio (long before TV). We raised our own beef, had our own milk, made our own butter, and grew most of our vegetables. My brother and I fed the animals, milked the cow, and cleaned the barn daily (my least favorite).
I attended the Jasper Grade School one mile away. It was a two-room schoolhouse (also with no electricity or running water), and thus outhouses. I spent all four years, 5th through 8th grades, in the same room and with the same teacher. Each grade sat in a different row, and in the 7th and 8th grades there were only two of us, (Donald Lasley and myself). As a result, our teacher Mrs. Thomas spent very little time with us. I basically had to play catch-up in high school. Donald and I normally had our assignments completed about 10:00 am. The remainder of the day was normally spent playing basketball in a rough-floored gym enclosed with chicken wire, or hiking in the hills nearby. (Strange, by today’s standards). Incidentally, our teacher had to come in early during the winter months in order to build a fire in the wood heater, (the only source of heat).
Our family car was a 1928 Model-A touring car. Although my dad did stunt flying, and walked the wing on a bi-plane (while in flight), he normally drove about 35 mph in our model-A when the family was on board. He even built his own plane, before moving to the country, which was obviously quite a project. He was quite an amazing man with many talents. After we finally got electrical service, he built a laboratory. He had an x-ray machine, built a high-frequency transformer producing several million volts, and even had the original diathermy (electrical treatment device) built by the brilliant Royal Rife back in the early 1900s.
My father built a sawmill, which my brother and I helped with during the summer (with a lot of huge timbers). It was called “Tanton and Sons Lumber Company”. After completion we would work all summer in both the woods and sawmill. I was in my early teens at the time. We fell the trees, bucked them (cut them into logs) and limbed them with only a double bit ax and hand drag saw about 7 feet long (before chain saws). At least we had a Caterpillar (not horses) to yard them into the mill. After we had enough logs, we would start up the mill and saw lumber (my dad was the sawyer). My brother and I took turns setting ratchet on the carriage (that holds the log and travels back and forth past the huge circular saw). The other was behind the saw (the off bearer) – sort of like the catcher on the baseball team.
My father sold the mill in 1948 in order to run for U.S. Congress, (sure sounded good to me). In the primary election he ran against a local attorney who also owned a local newspaper. My father won the primary by a landslide. In the general election, he ran against the incumbent who had been in Congress for several terms, and lost by a small margin (it was a long night waiting for the results). My dad was super honest, and well-respected in the community. Unfortunately, these are rather rare qualities in politics these days, (too many lobbyists promoting their agenda for a price). Sorry about the diversion, so let’s go back to simpler times, which I was fortunate enough to experience.
After graduating from grade school, I began attending a local country high school called Pleasant Hill High. The problem was, being a relatively small school, wrestling (my favorite) was not a sport that was offered. My uncle Val agreed to allow my older brother Clive and I to live with him and attend Springfield High School, which had a wrestling program. I immediately did well in wrestling, and my coach had great expectations for me. Unfortunately, the school somehow discovered that our true residence was in the Pleasant Hill School District. We would be forced to either pay tuition, or return to Pleasant Hill (the end of my wrestling career).
Looking back, I realize that from a relatively young age, I worked hard and had very little time for leisure. We always had a lot of chores on the farm, and when working in the woods or sawmill during the summer, we got up at 4:30 am so we could start at sunrise. At times the humidity would drop, increasing the fire danger in the afternoon, forcing us to shut down, although there were still chores at home. In my spare time I would go out in the barn and work out. Back then we had to improvise, so I built my own equipment from steel bars and cans full of concrete, or inner tubes, (we didn’t have tubeless tires back then). I also climbed a rope tied to the ridge in our barn.
Years later, in retrospect, I realized that although I had developed an outstanding work ethic, I never learned to just relax and take time out for recreation. My years of hard work at a very young age had established a pattern that seems to have carried out my entire life to date. That will become obvious as my life continues to unfold.
I wasn’t able to participate in sports while living at home and attending Pleasant Hill High School, as there wasn’t time to go to practice and still complete all the chores on the farm. It basically took a lot of the enjoyment out of attending high school. As far as subjects were concerned, the curriculum was rather restricted, and at the time I rather thought it was mostly a waste of time. On my own, I did read a huge book of my father’s on electronics, and x-rays. I also read several books on psychology from the local library. In school, other than math, most subjects came fairly easily. Unfortunately, I missed some basics in math in both the 7th and 8th grades, as the two of us were pretty much on our own for those two years.
At Pleasant Hill, the basketball coach said I could play on the team if I attended practice, (a requirement). I thought I’d take the positive approach with my dad, and rather than ask, said I was going to practice one evening, although it didn’t work. He said I had work to do, and to put on my work clothes. Instead, I went into my bedroom, climbed out the window, ran down the road, and headed for California. A friend from high was on his way to practice in his folks’ car and gave me a ride as far as school, and loaned me $1.50, as I had absolutely no money of my own. Fortunately, I am very resourceful when necessary, and money went a little farther back then.
I wasn’t really sure exactly where my final destination might possibly be when I departed. I finally ended up at the Air Force base in San Francisco where my older brother Clive was stationed. He was shocked to see me on the base, 500 miles from home. He managed to set up an extra cot in the barracks, and got me a uniform and a mess pass, (rather risky). I stayed a few days undetected by anyone except for the airmen in his barracks. I believe I was 15 or 16 at the time, although I looked older. Clive managed to obtain a weekend pass and talked me into going back home with him.
Summary:
Unfortunately, I will need to stop here for now, in order to continue my research and book writing. The remainder of my life will be dedicated to finding answers to unanswered health concerns. Drawing from information in hundreds of books and thousands of newsletters I have accumulated over the years, I am continuing to find the answers. My goal is to be one of the best-informed doctors in the world regarding disease prevention and restoring our body’s health. I am continually learning from some of the doctors in the world that I consider the most knowledgeable. We all learn from each other by sharing our knowledge, and my goal will be to share it with you. I basically research the research, and am indebted to the many doctors and scientists who are continually conducting research and clinical studies to prove their theories. By evaluating their findings and verifying them myself, I have been able to find the answers as to why many people today are so unhealthy. I believe I understand the basic causes of most diseases, and exactly how they can be avoided. The same basic principles of health and nutrition necessary to avoid a particular disease, will often resolve the same disease, although a more concentrated effort is normally necessary when a disease already exists. The ultimate goal is to establish a healthy biological terrain in the body, where disease cannot survive, and will not develop.
