You Won't Regret The Men

‎our Ancestors Took This Land. They Took It And Made It And Held It. We Do Not Give Up What Our Ancestors Gave Us. They Came Across The Sea And They Fought Here, And They Built Here And They're Buried Here. This Is Our Land, Mixed With Our Blood, Strengthened With Our Bone. Ours!

I Do Understand That You Can Look Into Someone’s Eyes,” I Heard Myself Saying, “and Suddenly Know That Life Will Be Impossible Without Them. Know That Their Voice Can Make Your Heart Miss A Beat And That Their Company Is All Your Happiness Can Ever Desire And That Their Absence Will Leave Your Soul Alone, Bereft And Lost.

Book Tours And Research Provide A Lot Of Travel - Too Much, I Sometimes Think, But We Do Take Vacations.

Madness Ends Sometimes. The Gods Decree It, Not Man.

So Far It's 43 Books In 25 Years.