195 Centre Street, P-51 Mustangs, And, Me

195 Centre Street: It’s summertime, and the kitchen windows are open and a warm, gentle breeze is blowing the spotless white lace curtains into the room.

P-51 Mustangs: In my opinion, it’s the most perfect airplane ever to take to the skies.

And, Me: I never “wanted to be a writer”. I wanted to be a pilot, and fly P-51 Mustangs like Don Gentile, and Ratsy Preddy. So, I took a flying lesson, and found I really didn’t like flying. My Life-Long Dream of Being a Pilot shattered, the next day I wrote my first Award-Winning newspaper column, and, it was published. Yeah, right...

I began writing this book in 2015, putting together some ruminations and reflections. I slowly added to it over the years: new things I wrote, old things I discovered I had written, some things that other people wrote that made me laugh out loud, or, knocked my socks off.

Welcome to:

195 Centre Street, Buchanan, New York, U.S.A.
P-51 Mustangs, B-17’s, B-24’s, B-25’s, PBY’s, F-82’s.
Auschwitz, Birkenau, Vietnam, 9/11.
Terciera in the Azores, Montecatini Alto in Tuscany and Rodney Bay on Saint Lucia.
A 1936 Ford Five-Window Coupe and a 1963 Sting Ray Split-Window Coupe.
Walking from Maine to Georgia—twice—on the world-famous Appalachian Trail.
Allesandro Botticelli, Les Mis, Chateau Petrus.
“Winning”, paper clips, and farts.
And, A Thousand (Or So) Things You Don’t Know About Heart Attacks...