![]() I somehow fooled Uncle Sam into believing I’d one day make a great leader of men, and he promptly shipped me off to the United States Military Academy at West Point, NY, where I languished in a turmoil of emotions ranging from apathy to not giving a damn. ![]() I’ve been an avid reader ever since, throwing my lot with Frank and Joe Hardy, the three investigators, and much later, Roland Deschain and his ka-tet. It hooked me, and I took to main-lining novels and working the libraries like an eight-year-old junky looking to score his next fix. I read my first novel, Cujo, in the third grade. Once I outgrew the newspaper, she moved on to Golden Books. My Mom started by reading the newspaper to me, ensuring I was up to speed on current events. As an only child, my parents were able to devote their existences to catering to my every whim. ![]() I took on this mortal coil in 1976 in Omaha, NE. Get your copy of my award-winning sci-fi novel, The Eighth Day, totally free at: Follow me on BookBub. ![]()
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