"The Past exudes legend: one can't make pure clay of time's mud. There is no life that can be recaptured wholly; as it was. Which is to say that all biography is ultimate fiction"
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About the Author
The author had lost his family completely by his mid teens. He became a loose twig drifting on the flow of life. It took a long time for him to cease this drift and settle to become, what he terms, an ordinary person; in charge of his life. He remains and ordinary person to this day. The characters are for the most part real and as remembered. He begs pardon for any offence. None intended. Memories are prone to fade.