Everyone has a book. The story of one’s life. These books have tentacles that reach out to others. Connections and links are tapestry of story.

Suffice to say this is the book of my life. The book I would ultimately write with each breath and step of my being.  When I say write – I lived it. But it is almost finished.

I have passed judgement on so many. Now. C’est maintenant ou jamais!

This I give it to you Betty. Let me whisper the password in your ear. You have the final word.


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