First I would like to thank Agustin Sanchez for being the sacrificial lamb who was the first to read my rough draft and encourage me to finish it. Also, thanks to Maxine Schiller, Richard Poczulp, Charles Esler, Madeline Hopkins, and my mother-in-law, Carol George (I have a good mother-in-law) who all read the entire rough draft, and gave me notes and support. I would also like to thank my wife, Jule, daughter, Jordan, and my son, Jacob, for putting up with the late nights and missed family time so I could write when the ideas were fresh. Special thanks to my dad, Frank Ignagni Jr., for giving me the work ethic to finish what I start, as well as the WWII information. I would also like to thank Greg Martin for the original cover photo. He does amazing work, you can see his photos at www.artofgregmartin.com, or on Twitter Greg Martin@sirgerg.
I was recently diagnosed with a severe health issue, and the sudden deluge of time on my hands afforded me the opportunity to do something I have always wanted to do; write a book. This is my way of showing when life hands you a bad break, you can still accomplish goals. I am in no way
thankful
for my recent diagnosis, but if not for my current struggles, I may have never written this book. You never know what you are capable of doing, until the situation shows itself.
I spent the majority of my youth and early life in the sparsely lit corners of the public library; often not leaving until a petite librarian with a Lisa Loeb vibe tapped me gently on the shoulder to tell me it was closing time. I spent countless hours reading the works of T.S. Eliot, Charles Dickens, William Shakespeare, and Ayn Rand. I was inspired by their prose and realized their work needed to be encapsulated into one book. Henceforth, I wrote a book about zombies, motorcycles, and bourbon. The writers still speak to me from the grave, and they are now telling me to write a book about boobs, a sorority, and domestic beer.
One classic at a time, one at a time……..
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living, dead or undead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright ©2013 by Frank Ignagni III
All rights reserved.