A smart yet quirky study in race/gender relations, laughing even as it draws blood.
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About the Author
Born and raised in Soprano Land, New Jersey. A professional musician at fifteen, Freddy (to his friends) has sat at table with Billie Holiday, joked with Dizzy Gillespie, drummed (badly) with Philly Joe Jones on a car's dash, and yacked with Miles Davis. Four years in the navy during Vietnam. Played Taps at Arlington Cemetery. Proofread at the L.A. Times. Worked the Texas oilfields and raised a pretty good line of pit bulldogs. He has at least half a dozen more novels to his credit and loads of screenplays. At present, he and his lovely wife Sherry live in Arizona, their two married sons in the neighborhood.