What would tempt a young woman to run off to a country she knew almost nothing about? I was that young woman. Fleeing a bitter divorce and my safe, but mundane, life I accepted a job in Saudi... More > Arabia, a country that by all reports was the most austere on earth. I ran headlong into an unexpected adventure that would change my life forever.
The Kingdom of Saudi Arabia - mysterious, beautiful and dangerous. A land of stunning desert landscapes where modern ways co-exist uneasily with ancient traditions. An enigma of a place where the state executioner is revered, where beautiful women shroud themselves in black, and ferocious desert sandstorms turn high noon into darkest night.
Somewhere along the way I fell in love with the Middle East and its people, their proud history, and their gracious hospitality. This is my story.< Less
“The contents of these volumes have been written down directly from my dictation, over a period of several years, by my friend and wife, who wished me to tell her the story of my life. It was... More > the desire of both of us that these details of my life should be accessible to our family and to our sincere and trusted friends; and we decided therefore, in order to provide against a possible destruction of the one manuscript, to have a small number of copies printed at our own expense. As the value of this autobiography consists in its unadorned veracity, which, under the circumstances, is its only justification, therefore my statements had to be accompanied by precise names and dates; hence there could be no question of their publication until some time after my death, should interest in them still survive in our descendants, and on that point I intend leaving directions in my will.”< Less
This is a view of my memories and experiences in reality and how far down the rabbit hole our society has descended. I was prodded by the dream catcher for several years to write about those missing... More > years. This period of my life has driven me to an RV park in an old RV that I picked up in the Mojave Desert on the West Coast where I was working. I had been renting a basement apartment from a preacher and his wife. When I left the preacher’s wife asked me where I was going. I told her to find God! She said; I didn't need to travel to find God. I replied; sometimes we are meant to travel, as only through life's experiences can we understand what we are searching for. Stay with me and read for yourself how I have looked thru the veil, behind the curtain and climbed out of the rabbit hole...< Less
This is the record of one man's experiences from childhood to retirement in his continual search for experienced manhood in a world where help and guidance is not only limited but where personalities... More > clash as others have a different and more formidable agenda.< Less