Yesterday in my blog I used the metaphor of a flower pot with a tulip and a rose in it to describe my past and future. I now reject that image. I do not want my legacy to be a flower pot such as, "Red Baron, the blogger and his alter ego, Dr. Norman R. Ross grew up as two flowers in a flower pot." I can't think of any figure of speech sounding more "gay" than a flower pot with two flowers in it to describe a guy. So let's say instead that I grew up as two ballistic missiles; one with a nuclear device in it that has already been fired, and the other with a firecracker in the warhead that will also soon be fired. When the firecracker explodes, there will be 20 smoke trails representing all the years ahead of me. (I think I'm getting involved in too much poetry and wishful thinking here.) But I believe you will get my drift.
I went to my publisher on the Internet today to find out if I could get a distribution package and ISBN for the paper bound color version of "Memoirs of a Tail Gunner." If it could be done like my other books, it would appear on Google as well as all the online bookstores. However, I was told in the "chat" that if the book contains more than 200 pages with images in color, a distribution package could not be had. Fortunately, if someone is wealthy enough to buy it for $60, it can be purchased on "My Lulu Store"--the link to the right of my blogs will get you there. It's a beautiful book with cover design by my grandson, Adam Ross.
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