I remember well one such occasion and because of the events that took place, Billy Two Feathers and I had a huge falling out. The lack of communications between the two of us caused both of us to have a parting of the ways. My mule headedness kicked in and I decided that there was no way I would listen to the elders or my friend and mentor, Billy Two Feathers ever again.
My longing to learn about who I was begin to grow at a very early time in my life. I always knew that in numerous ways I was different. I did not belong to my mother or the tribe as I was not like them in any way. The children and most of the adults in the village went through great lengths and pain to make sure of this.
A stranger was visiting our village from the outside world. He happened to be purchasing goods from the trading post that was on our reservation at the time, when he noticed mother and me standing in the corner of the store. He stared over at us for a very long time and then without hesitation, walked straight up to us looked down at me and then back at my mother. Mother pulled me close to her as if trying to protect me and looked at the seemingly bewildered gentlemen and said, “Excuse me sir.
Book 3 continues the Commander and the Chief's adventures in political intrigue, superstition, old feuds, and the search of Nikola Tesla's missing papers in this Close Encounter of the Weird Kind.
I have taken pride in writing this novel as so many people have the wrong impression on bikers because they dress in leather clothing which is to protect themselves in case of an accident. The majority of bikers are known Policemen, Firemen, Doctors,
Black Leather and Blue Denim, A '50s Novel is adult literature for anyone who likes 1950s' teen culture. BL&BD has been given a 5 Star Rating by ebookpalace.com and by Midwest Review
