January 1st, 2012:


It’s in the 70s here in LA, a gorgeous way to start 2012 and a new age for me. It can be strange having a birthday on New Year’s Day, but if you have friends who don’t mind sharing a few hours with you without worrying about the football games they’re missing, you’re truly blessed. I miss my Rose Parade and pretending they’re doing it all for me, but it’s never scheduled for a Sunday. Besides, I’ll watch it tomorrow.

The past year has been full of the joys of writing. I’ve posted over 185 blogs on various topics since 2010 and I’ve worked on my books to get them into E-book formats. My most recent offering on Amazon is a memoir —An Army Brat in Libya—which is the consolidation of my experiences in Tripoli.

An Army Brat in Libya is a short book and all true. Living in Tripoli in the 1950s amidst sand and palm trees, camels and donkeys was quite an adventure for a teenager used to American ways. Although I attended high school on Wheelus American Air Force Base, in town I experienced the contrasts of life provided by the mix of a Middle Eastern culture with residents who were Italian, British or from other Middle Eastern countries. I got an early taste of Egyptian nationalism by seeing a news film of Gamel Abdul Nasser on an outdoor screen at the Egyptian Ambassador’s compound across the street from me.

I hope there are many curious readers out there who are willing to pay the 99 cents to download and enjoy it. Look for it on Amazon.


Coming in the next week or so will be my E-book: Colonels Don’t Apologize. It’s the story of a military family in the mid to late 20th century. As a military brat, I didn’t have to search far for inspiration and source material.  Soldiers returned from World War II and Korea with emotional and mental wounds as well as the physical ones. Families—the wives and children—got the brunt of the resulting abusive behavior. Read about how one daughter made the best peace she could with her feelings.

Other short books are upcoming. In my E-book Weird Dates and Strange Mates, there’s a story about a blind date with a fellow who was a cross-dresser who favored the costume of a French maid, complete with very high heels. The stories are true, believe it or not…



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