There comes a time in some men's lives that it is "fess up" time. That time for me is now. Candence, Patricia and Nick, my children, need to know a little about their father who was not there for them while they were growing up. This, sadly, is all I have to give them now. My chance at showering them with love and support and all that goes with being a father is long past due and sadly, sadly lacking. I can only give them my words. This book is for them. If no one else reads it, it does not matter, this book is for them. Oh, I hope others might want to delve into the sins of one man who was raised with 1950's values and busted into the 1960's and 70's with a gusto for all the forbidden there was to savor, and there was much to savor.
