Based on the memoirs of a Pearl Harbor survivor. Letters from two pen pals take the reader on a journey into the past, a past where nightmares came true, and when hatred reigned.
Tralee, Ireland. September 1948.
An arrogant, and highly agitated, priest arrives home after 40 years.
Days later he's dead. Suicide? Or did his past catch up with him?
There is a time in a man's life when he quits bustin' knuckles and starts bustin' caps; that's usually when he gets too old to take an ass whoppin'.
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I grew up in the oilfield, rode bucking horses, guided elk hunters, chased mountain lions, joined the army, the U.S. Border Patrol, became a disk jockey at KFRB, Fairbanks, and finally went to college-BA Berkeley, MA WSU. I've been foot loose most of my life doing what ever it took to make a living. I was teaching college when I found out that writing was for me.
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