Bøger af Whip Rawlings

This book is about a little boy with extraordinary resiliency. He grew up in the historical District of Indianapolis Indiana Just an eye shot from the worlds largest Children's Museum. His life was catapulted into a downward spiral because of this mischievous behavior. But lifted up into an upright position by those around him. Mikey was a good-natured kid indicated by the permit smile plastered on his face. He loved excitement and adventure and spending quality time with his family and friends. Mikey was very intelligent and creative causing him to be curious about everything which got him into mischief.

This book is about love and lost. The lost of life and the renewing of the soul. Single parenting and the struggle to make child support payment. Poor decision making due to poor choices of women.

It was March 1977, and the harsh winter began to give way to forty-degree weather. We have survived another harsh winter a winter in most eyes that was unforgiving. Most cars lay buried deep beneath the snow, not a single indentation of a cars roof but level ground as far as the eye could see. The snow must have been at least ten feet deep if it wasn't a foot. January's harsh weather was far from being over; ice lined the edges of the sidewalks, turning into slush sliding down the sewers, cleansing the streets as its final winter act. I must say, if I said I didn't mine the snow, I would be lying are being paid to make such a ridiculous statement. I hated going to school in the early mornings during the winter months. I also hated going to school in the early mornings in the spring and fall months. I guess you can say I didn't enjoy the educational process.