: About Me

I am a young seventy two year old man. Married for forty-eight years to the same wonderful woman. We have a son and a set of twins. Boy and girl.

I was born in South Dakota. I have resided in many of the mid west states as well as Southern California. In the sixty's I served honorably in the US Army for two years.

Forty plus years ago I took a job placement test that directed me towards being a free lance journalist, an artist or an auto mechanic. My first choice's would have been journalist or artist. Having a wife and 3 children to support, I needed employment soon. I went for the auto technician training on the GI Bill. A two year college course that earned me an AA degree. It gave me a moderate living for twenty plus years. I retired in nineteen ninety eight. A year later found me working as a handy man.

My writing has consisted letters and documents for others. I was blessed with a two year course in a MAT (Ministry Associates training) class. I have written several essays on the subjects of life, humanity and God. Now, I want to do what has always been in my heart, writing stories
My Western novel, "Sheriff Jed Blake, Family Man" has recently been published by Publish America.:)

My passion is ...

writing stories

I know too much about ...

nothing. I'm never too old to learn

My parents always told me ...

a job worth doing is worth doing well

My childhood ambition ...

drawing pictures, playing along the river

My favorite memory ...

growing up in a small town in Iowa

Why I write ...

It's like a dream. It takes me from the now to the past and the future.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

mainly stories of the past.

My first job ...

Dairy farming

My best moment ...

Going in the Army, Getting out of the Army, Getting Married, Having Children.

My inspiration ...

My wife. She has a strong will and she is behind me in all that I undertake.

Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: My most memorable Fourth of July

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My most memorable 4th of July. Being the only son of a dairy farmer in nineteen sixty can at times bring on some adventurous days as well as some very boring ones for a boy of twelve years old. This beautiful warm 4th of July day started out like most other days. Mom and dad always allowed me to purchase some firecrackers to play with on that special day. They refused to let me buy the cherry bombs or anything larger than the nickel a pack Black Cat's or the lady fingers. They believed them to be too dangerous. The day moved slowly into a hot afternoon. I began to get bored with hiking alo...

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