The Boys in the Band

Why does an old man begin to write a story about growing up? When my wife’s mother died, no one could remember many of the things she did as a child. My brother and I had some wonderful experiences in our childhood and teenage years, doing many things other kids merely dreamed about. We built and race motorcycles and model airplanes, rebuilt cars and raced them, built and operated amateur radios in our homes and cars, and talked to people on the other side of the world. And finally, we did the most exciting thing, we formed a rock-and-roll band, played for dances and parties, and battled bands. Then, we went on tour. My family has a rich heritage of love, laughter, and problem-solving.

I hope that within these pages, that legacy takes flight in your imagination so you too may see that some of the best adventures are the unexpected ones. Fasten your seat belts, put your seat backs and tray tables in their upright and locked position, grab a cup of coffee, and prepare for takeoff!