Between Tears & Laughter

Never in my wildest dreams had I considered writing my life story, but the persistence of my dear late brother George Searle prevailed. Herewith is a composite of heartbreaks and humor, sadness and silliness, love and learning.

This has been a daunting task. From the flood of memories, I had to catch those that might resonate with readers. As soon as I thought I had finished writing, another memory would slip into my sleeping or waking hours.

Some memories randomly appear in more than one place, usually for purpose than for lack of proofreading. I implore readers to overlook such randomness.

"Tell the story of the mountain you climbed.
Your words could become a page in someone else's survival guide."
Eleanor Roosevelt