195 Centre Street, P-51 Mustangs, And, Me: Reflections of a Semi-Famous Writer

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 "e;wanted to be a writer"e;.

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. "e;Winning"e;, paper clips, and farts. And, A Thousand (Or So) Things You Don't Know About Heart Attacks...