What can you say about a guy who woke up one morning at the age of fifty and decided to
write a book? How does that even work? In retrospect, I'd say the guy
was nuts. Well, not really nuts. Maybe just, I don't know, a little weird.
I grew up the old fashioned way in a large, nuclear family in the Midwest. Looking for excitement and adventure, I moved to Miami, Florida in the mid eighties. It was the peak of the Miami Vice, Scarface, and Smuggler's Blues era.
After a two year stint in Miami, I came back to the Midwest where I started my career in the automotive industry. A career that took me to twenty something automotive assembly plants in five countries. So did I write about the automotive industry? Actually no, I wrote a novel about the cocaine trade in the 1980's. I did say I was a little weird.
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