US Navy Veteran... City Firefighter... Engineer... Consultant... Author
"Life is a journey, one step followed by another..."
I'm pleased to announce that my debut novel, NEVER FORGET, is published and available on Amazon. It's a story of a veteran's journey for redemption and forgiveness.
NEVER FORGET is a work of fiction and is a multi-generational father, son, and grandson novel about WWII and Vietnam. It is not about combat; it is about overcoming personal conflicts caused by a war. The story reflects upon our current society of an older generation (WWII), aging baby boomers (Vietnam), and the current generation (global terrorism). It brings together multiple facets of dementia & Alzheimer's and PTSD & Survivor's Guilt in a moving, character-driven story of personal struggles and growing relationships.
I'm offering this book for free (download PDF, eBook formats) for all veterans. Actually, for a limited time, anyone can download it. But if you wish to have a paperback, it's also available at Amazon.
For more information, click HERE.
We've been blessed with three grandsons - two from our son and one from our daughter (and their respective spouses, of course).
For those with grandchildren, I know you know what it's like to first hold that little baby in your arms. I call it "pure love." So much innocence, so small, so delicate, but oh my... what a feeling!
Then they start to grow right before your eyes - too fast. But that's life, isn't it?
I can still remember the day our daughter was born. We were in Idabel, Oklahoma in the mid 80s. I'd taken a job with Weyerhaeuser Company after graduating from college. We initially lived in the Seattle area; Weyerhaeuser's headquarters was in Federal Way, Washington, midway between Tacoma and Seattle.
I musta stepped on someone's toes, cause after a year, they transferred me to "Nowhere, Oklahoma." Actually, Idabel was a beautiful part of the country, nestled down in the southeast corner of the state. Though, we would drive 1 1/2 hours to Texarkana for a nice dinner and a movie.
We were watching the 1984 Winter Olympics on television. Scott Hamilton was doing his phenomenal figure-skating routine and in the middle of his triple Axel jump, Becky began feeling contractions.
I'll spare you the details, but we made it to the hospital through the snow and our daughter Evelyn was born the next morning.
"What's she look like?" My wife asked.