Book Excerpts

“Red” they called him fondly, was raised in southern Georgia. One of seven children raised by a widowed mother. He knew poverty, but not hunger; knew deprivation but did not lack for love and affection. He experienced loss, but not the loss of hope, pain but not despair. His energy for triumph over adversity was boundless, and he reinsured that his later life would not reflect his humble roots.

When I was a kid growing up in Richmond, Virginia between 1953 and 1960, I lived in a middle class neighborhood of single family two story, three and four bedroom homes, some of frame, painted white, others with various types of siding, each built on half acre lots with front yards providing aesthetic balance, and back yards large and deep enough for the neighborhood kids to romp, wrestle, play hide and seek, and dwell in the kid’s world of imagination. In keeping with Southe

Bring Me All Of Your Dreams You Dreamer: Languidly, the lion roams the jungle of his environment looking for prey. Awakened from his somnolence, hunger motivates his restlessness. To satisfy this basic need, he only wants to attack prey that he knows and feels that he can subdue, after all, he does not want to work but so hard.