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A Reader Reviews Four Homeless Millionaires -How One Family Found Riches By Leaving It All Behind

I wanted to share this awesome review of FOUR HOMELESS MILLIONAIRES written by Korri Scott.

“What do you get when a family of four decides to take on the world together? This delightful book! Rik, the book’s narrater, cleverly pokes at your funny bone as he describes his endless forays into involuntary self harm with his own fist in Canada, encounters temperamental water elementals in Hawaii, is accosted by a bathtub in New Zealand, has run ins with giant spiders in Australia and barely escapes feral dogs in Malaysia.

Throw in dealing with dodgy accommodations, the importance of Lego, boundary expanding adventures, Zara’s pithy one liners, Zion’s blasé  diatribes and sweet Riel’s profound growth and you have a picture of a family who truly treasure each others company and are engaged in what it truly means to bond. 

A tender and funny treasury of memories that tackle the realities of living the dream while loving the moments that make it happen. If during this read you don’t find yourself laughing out loud at least once per chapter then you may need to get that funny bone checked out.”

I’ve been asking/begging readers for a couple months to help this indie author out by penning and posting a review on Amazon Canada. My second edition just came out and Google Analytics and Amazon’s ranking pages proclaim my industry insignificance on a daily basis. Only the endorsements of readers like Korri carries any weight with these gatekeepers of cool. So I am super thankful to Korri and anyone else who has read and enjoyed our story for taking the time to review it.

 

Rik Leaf is a world traveler, slam poet, songwriter, storyteller and author of Four Homeless Millionaires – How One Family Found Riches By Leaving Everything Behind.

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Parenting Advice

How to be a Great Parent and Raise Amazing Kids

A woman named Jennifer wrote a post about parenting. Over 6K people have liked it and another 13K have shared it. I hate it. (It’s included at the end)

I blame Facebook for even knowing about Jennifer’s post. See, I don’t know Jennifer. We’re not Facebook friends and I’d never have known about her post if FB hadn’t started including everything my FB friends like in my newsfeed. So when one of my friends liked Jennifer’s post, it suddenly became part of my day. And I don’t want to unfollow my friend cause I like what she posts. It’s one of the many reasons FB has really started to suck.

Anyway…Jennifer wrote a post about parenting. She realized she had no idea what was going on in her kid’s lives. And there isn’t much I care more about than my kids, so I read her post. And I empathize with Jennifer discovering she’d dropped the ball in parenting…it’s a common feeling. She seems really proud of herself for sharing and I respect that she was vulnerable and took a risk.

It’s her ‘take away’ from her experience that I hate. After realizing that in her absence her kids hadn’t raised themselves to be model citizens, she proceeds to give some advice to other parents. Her insights,

Too many teenage girls are entitled bitches
Too many teenage boys are the mouthiest, stupidest creatures on earth
Our children have us over a barrel due to political correctness
Take their phones, go through them. Go through texts, learn what KIK, askfm, snapchat, facebook are. Stop ignoring how they are growing up while you are living your life.

OR…maybe take the time to hang out with your kids and build a relationship on love, humility and honesty. Being selfish and self-centered is hardly a ‘youth’ issue, and political correctness has nothing to do with Jennifer’s parenting situation. She admits she didn’t know what was going on because she was busy living her life. Which is really another way of saying, Jennifer, like her kids, (and the rest of us) struggles with being selfish and self-centered. To me, that admission would be a great opening to a potentially awesome conversation with her kids. With anyone for that matter!

But her take away from discovering her kids mock her and think they’re better than her, is to mock them and call them names like bitchy, mouthy and stupid and to think she’s better than them. ‘Hi pot, this is the kettle…you’re black.’

I wrote Four Homeless Millionaires cause I love telling stories and making people laugh. But under the surface of all the hilarity, I hoped to inspire people, especially parents with young kids, that living like everyone else isn’t necessary.

My wife and I are both artists and love being creative and spontaneous and filling our lives with adventure. I remember people telling us, ‘oh just wait until you have kids’ like that would be the end of all that! But when we had kids the world didn’t end, and we kept living like we’d been living. Only now we had a couple awesome little dudes who loved being creative with us.

‘Oh just wait until you hit the Terrible Twos’ they said. But when we got there, the twos weren’t terrible at all. ‘Oh just wait until your kids turn into surly, bitchy teens’ say people like Jennifer. Only that hasn’t happened either.

Our kids are some of our best friends in this world, and we love hanging out with each other, and Jennifer’s post made me stop and really think about how our family got where we are, and why our experience has been so different from hers. I thought about how our family starts every day together; even if it’s just 5-10 minutes over toast and cereal…it’s just that moment of connection before we all step out the door into the world full of pressures and demands and temptations. Knowing that we come from a place of strength and support no matter where we go or what the day throws at us, and that a safe place waits for us at the end of every day. We sit down and eat supper together every night, which is when we all find out about each others day.

I’d never take my kids phone away as a way to find out what’s going on in their life. If I want to know what they’re watching I go hang out with them. Maybe we watch fail videos or PewDiePie, Rooster Teeth or Adventure Time. We text each other jokes and memes and music…these are all ways that I discover my kids sense of humor, their interests and ideas and perspective on life. We do dishes together every night after supper and laugh and joke or debate and discuss anything and every thing. We spend time together.

One of the things that excited us the most when we traveled around the world, was discovering that it wasn’t just our family. We met and made so many friends all over the world who have awesome relationships with their kids. From Fort St John and Kelowna to Australia, Sweden and Cornwall. Without exception, all of the parent’s had made a huge investment in time and energy so they’d have a great relationship with their amazing kids. You don’t have to sacrifice your relationship with your kids for your career. You choose to do that.

So while Jennifer is right…kids won’t raise themselves on their own while you’re off living your life…why in the world aren’t they the biggest part of the life you’re living?

 

Here’s the original post.

I took my child’s phone away last week, but have kept it on for my own educational purposes. I have been through it with a fine tooth comb with shocking revelations that I have absolutely no clue what my kid is up to in their life despite thinking I knew a lot… I did not. After four days of being subjected to a child’s social media, I have learned:

1. Kids have far more access to drugs and alcohol than anyone even dreams of and they use them freely, snapchat each other while they get high, text each other proudly like they are some sort of hero, and mock us parents that think we know better. We, as parents, don’t know. Trust me.

2. I am tired of watching 13-15 year old kids gets drunk or high and think they are the coolest shit on earth.

3. Too many teenage girls are entitled bitches that think they are 18 and taking over the world. Too many teenage boys are the mouthiest, stupidest creatures on earth.

4. Nineteen year old boys think it’s cool to hang out with fourteen year old girls. It’s an awesome game, and the one with the highest score wins. High Fucking Five…

5. Our system is broken, our policing system is broken, our discipline system is broken, and our children have us over a barrel due to political correctness.

6. We, as parents, have become accustomed to a new wave of teenagers acting older than they are. Stop it. 14 is not 18.

7. As a parent, I knew nothing until I knew everything. Get to know everything. Take their phones, go through them. Go through social media, go through texts, learn what KIK, askfm, snapchat, facebook are. Stop ignoring how they are growing up while you are living your life.

8. I have never been more devastated than I have been having to learn this and share it. Many of my friends are in the same position now as I have information shared over the past few days. They thought they knew too. They were wrong. Don’t be wrong. Be informed. It could save your child’s life.

Rik Leaf is a world traveler, slam poet, songwriter, storyteller and author of Four Homeless Millionaires – How One Family Found Riches By Leaving Everything Behind.

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July 2 1994

It was quite a year…

Mandela was elected President in South Africa, 95 million people watched O.J.’s super slow-mo clustermug, Spielberg won an Oscar for Schindler’s List and Tom Hanks won for Forest Gump. Friends and ER debuted. Kurt Cobain killed himself, the FDA approved the first genetically-engineered food, Richard Nixon, John Candy and Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis died…and then this happened.

Two crazy kids (just babies really!) with voluminous hair and a certain ‘je ne sais quoi’ piraty-air, entered into a life-altering state of consciousness. Swords and rings were involved. (no orcs or wizards)

 

 

 

 

A fantasy of a life full of ‘better’ ‘richer’ and ‘health’ may have ruled the day, and though ‘worse’ ‘poorer’ and ‘sickness’ would have their time in years to come…like the other events of 1994…history was written on this day.

July 2, 1994…21 years ago today

 

 

 

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Canada Day

Of course Canada Day is ‘just a day.’ A day some approach with the single-minded purpose of doing irreparable damage their livers, while others paint children’s faces with Maple Leaves as fireworks explode in colourful chrysanthemums in the sky.

This will be the first Canada Day since the government officially made my wife (and her family) second-class citizens with their newly minted two-tier system. So…yay Canada.

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But of course, it IS just ‘another day.’ And this year, as I have for many before, I choose to consciously celebrate the Indians that saved my life. It’s my way of honouring the ones whose light burns bright in the shadow cast by this national dream.

See I’m really lucky. I live in Lekwungen, which if you don’t know, is the unceded traditional territory of the Songhees and Esquimalt First Nations…in the city also known as Victoria, B.C. It is where our family has had the privilege of living for the last five years.

Almost as soon as we got here, I was invited to a powwow drum group that met at the First People’s House at the University of Victoria. The drum, the drummers and especially the drum keeper honestly changed my life. Actually…’saved my life’ would be a better way of putting it. Would you believe that when I moved here…I didn’t really know where I was from or how to even introduce myself in the language of my ancestors.

I don’t know…blame it on colonization, capitalism or Christendom (I’m not sure there’s really much of a difference to be honest) I suppose in the hope of fitting in, my Grandparents  never taught my dad our traditional language, stories, culture or ceremonies. So of course, he couldn’t teach me.

So we ended up with…I don’t know what you call it…an odd culture created by an assortment of immigrants from various corners of the world all trying to fit in by leaving behind everything that made them who they were before they arrived.

Canada Day (for me) has always been a celebration of this colonized confusion. (at the expense of the collective liver of course)

Where was I going with all this? Oh yeah! So I remember this one night, the drum group was at some event and there was this guy who really, really loved the sound of his own voice and kept referring to these mysterious elders and Grandmothers and Grandfathers in his mystical sounding sojourns. I think it was supposed to put ‘extra’ in his ‘ordinary’ stories. The drum keeper leaned over to me at one point and whispered, “What are their names? Cause elders, Grandmothers and Grandfathers have names…if someone can’t tell you their names, you need to think about that.”

And I still think about that, every time I hear someone like Donald Trump go on a racist rant and then try to mitigate his steaming pile of crap by saying, “Hey don’t get me wrong…I have lots of Mexican friends.” In my mind I always think, “yeah…what are their names?”

So this Canada Day, I’d like to share the names of the Indians who saved my life.

Like the Anishinaabe power couple of Rob Spade & Celeste Pedri – I always loved being around these two…even though I was never entirely comfortable. I remember adapting/bastardising a quote from the Lion, Witch and Wardrobe to describe Rob. 

Someone in the book asked if Aslan was safe. “Safe?” said Mr Beaver…“who said anything about safe? Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good.” Rob looked over at me and said, “Wasn’t Aslan supposed to be Jesus? Oh man…you think I’m Jesus?”

Rob never laughed when he made fun of me. That was one of the things that made him so awesome. If I live for a thousand years I will never forget what I learned during the two years I spent drumming with them.

Janet Rogers…the word-wielding Haudenosaunee poet extraordinaire who burns with passion, perspective and uncompromising ideals and ideas that sets this world on fire (and many bridges in the process ☺) I owe her a great debt I can never repay for the creative investment in my life and the seamless tapestry of indigenous art and heart she’s revealed to me.

Marie-Josée Dandeneau…the most powerful Francophone, Ojibwe, Metis voice I have ever heard…it’s like she translates the spirit of the Creator through her instruments into the heart of everyone in an audience. I am a better and brighter artist because of MJ. Having her share her heritage and culture has been a light in my life!

Sean ‘Northern Cree’ Mckay…said more to me in three years using less words than anyone I know. In my books, Sean will always have the last word.

Buffy Handel…another super inspiring (and strangely intimidating) Anishinaabe artist. ‘Fearless’ is what I think of when we share the stage and I watch her perform. Buffy changed the way I see the world by helping me discover how to be grounded and at peace in the middle of the storm. She inspires me…and always has.

Rhonda Lee McIsaac…the sound of her jingle dress and laugh when she starts to talk about the hardships in life…they are like water from a really deep well. For all the darkness she has walked through in her life, her light is one of the brightest in every room. So happy this proud, powerful Anishinaabe was a housemate for a season.

I received a blessing from Songhees elder, Skip Dick and been taught powwow drum culture from Muz Sampson at the Tsartlip First Nation. Communities in the South Slave, Deh Cho and Tłįchǫ communities across the NWT have allowed me to come and spend time with their children and their youth.

What a privilege. What an honour!

Before Rob and Celeste left Lekwungen to go back to their traditional territory, Rob encouraged me (badgered me to be honest!) to discover where I come from and to connect with my own heritage, culture and language. Here in Canada, I’m a long way from ‘home’ but with friends like these, I know I’ll find my way as I learn to say…

“Hej, mitt namn är Rik Leaf. Jag är född och uppvuxen i södra Alberta , i traditionell Blackfoot territorium. Mina förfäder kommer från norra Skandinavien, och landet av det samiska folket”

“Hello, my name is Rik Leaf. I was born and raised in southern Alberta in traditional Blackfoot territory. My ancestors come from northern Scandinavia and the land of the Sami people”

 

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Living the Dream (By Letting it Grow)

Family Travel Bending the Rules & Breaking the Mold

We’d made it to the other side of the world. Our family travel adventures had brought us to the land Down Under and we were having the time of our lives, totally caught up in the exotic vibe. Being woken each morning by the insane cackling of kookaburras. Seeing our first koalas and kangaroos. Dancing through the blue bottles and jellyfish at Manly Beach. Swimming in constant fear of Great Whites and saltwater crocs while HUNTSMAN SPIDERS haunted the shadows of our dreams. The feeling that you might die a horrible and excruciating death while having the time of your life was part of the thrill of touring Australia. The kids were having a hilarious time laughing at me every time my subconscious fears of snakes and spiders would bubble to the surface in high falsetto shrieks.

The thing is, I actually did feel quite child-like experiencing all the amazing animals and culture in Australia. There was a real sense of shared family experience as Zara and I were discovering everything at the same time as Zion and Riel.

We were staying with a young family in Wollongong one night when I pulled out my guitar and played THE MAPLE LEAF for them. It’s a song I wrote inspired by the sights and sounds of traveling across Canada. When I finished, someone exclaimed, “wow, that really makes me want travel across Canada! You should write a song about traveling in Australia.”

I thought that sounded like a great idea. Over the next week as our family traveled from Wollongong to Melbourne I wrote WHEN YOU’RE WITH ME. I wanted to capture the family travel vibe at that exact moment. We were living life with the windows down, following the open road wherever it lead. We were a young family touring the world like best friends. Laughing and having a great time creating a holy ton of inside jokes and stories.

It felt like we were bending the rules and getting away with it. Breaking the preconceived ‘mold’ of how a successful life is defined so we could dream it up in a way that worked for us. Opening our own minds and lives to the world of possibility, and sharing that with our young kids was amazing.  DOWNLOAD When You’re With Me for FREE.

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When You’re With Me 

I’m too young and you’re too pretty

I’m too country and you’re too city

I think you know what I mean

A moment’s too short a memory’s too long

The only home we own is the road

Let’s drive tonight singing our song

I look at you now and I see how the world can be

Beautiful when you’re with me

The wind in our face is chasing the clouds away

A moment like this is no time to waste

Making our way through a media haze the prophets are preaching the end of days

I swear I’ve never felt more alive

Under the stars dreaming up ours

From the Dipper up north to the Cross in Aus

Riding through the night on a Milky Way

Nobody knows the dice till they’re thrown

Or what they can win till they’re willing to lose

You and me we’re bending the rules

Breaking the mold

Living the dream by letting it grow

Rik, Zara, Zion & Riel are a family of world travellers whose hilarious adventures are told in Four Homeless Millionaires – How One Family Found Riches By Leaving Everything Behind.

 

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Australian Adventure

Songs Inspired by Australia

We were in Australia having the time of our lives, totally caught up in the exotic vibe. Being woken each morning by the insane cackling of kookaburras. Seeing our first koalas and kangaroos. Dancing through the blue bottles and jellyfish at Manly Beach. Swimming in constant fear of Great Whites and saltwater crocs while HUNTSMAN SPIDERS haunted the shadows of our dreams. The feeling that you might die a horrible and excruciating death while having the time of your life was part of the thrill of touring Australia.

Raw Demos by Rik Leaf

We were staying with rellies in Wollongong and one night I pulled out my guitar and played THE MAPLE LEAF for them. A song inspired by the sights and sounds of traveling across Canada. When I finished, someone exclaimed, “wow, that really makes me want to come to Canada! You should write a song about traveling in Australia.”

So I did. Over the next week as we traveled from Wollongong to Melbourne I wrote WHEN YOU’RE WITH ME. I still like listening to this song with windows down. It’s my go-to soundtrack for road trips. When you’re with friends who know how to laugh and have a great time. Friends that are up for adventure and know how to live in the moment.

When You’re With Me 

I’m too young and you’re too pretty

I’m too country and you’re too city

I think you know what I mean

A moment’s too short a memory’s too long

The only home we own is the road

Let’s drive tonight singing our song

I look at you now and I see how the world can be

Beautiful when you’re with me

The wind in our face is chasing the clouds away

A moment like this is no time to waste

Making our way through a media haze

The prophets are preaching the end of days

I swear I’ve never felt more alive

Under the stars dreaming up ours

From the Dipper up north to the Cross in Aus

Riding through the night on a Milky Way

Nobody knows the dice till they’re thrown

Or what they can win till they’re willing to lose

You and me we’re bending the rules

Breaking the mold

Living the dream by letting it grow

Rik Leaf is a world traveler, slam poet, songwriter, storyteller and author of Four Homeless Millionaires – How One Family Found Riches By Leaving Everything Behind.

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Je Me Souviens

Writing & Recording Je Me Souviens 

Inspired by a poem written by Eugène-Étienne Taché in 1883,

“Je me souviens/ Que né sous le lys/ Je croîs sous la rose

I remember/ That born under the lily/ I grow under the rose”

The lily and the rose are the floral emblems of France and England. This song was written with Metis singer/songwriter Marie-Josee Clement about the complicated relationships in this country, and the need for each of us to remember who we are and where we come from…regardless of who may happen to be in power. It was recorded in Winnipeg, and in addition to featuring Marie-Josee’s super sexy voice, the song also features the wonderful Latin influenced piano stylings of Bert Johnson.

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In our hearts a thousand threads unwind the tangled web is the tie that binds

Pulling us together as we’re tearing apart

Trying to find the centre and not knowing where to start

Tonight I feel hopeful caught up in a moment

Knowing we’ve chosen much more

Tonight we’re falling in caught up in

Knowing we’ve been so much more

We cracked the glass we cannot repair all our broken pieces are held there in the mirror

In the silence there is so much to hear so many things worth fighting for so many to fear

Tonight I feel hopeful caught up in a moment

Knowing we’ve chosen so much more

Tonight were falling in caught up in

Knowing we’ve been so much more

Je me souviens de ton odeur de tes cicatrices

Le parcours de notre histoire gravé dans ma mémoire

Pour ne rien oublié je tiens ma parole

Je me souviens

Ont se détourne je tourne je tourne je tourne pour toi

Consommé lié empiégé je me souviens

Même quand on s’oppose je tombe pour toi

Même quand on se lutte je tombe pour toi

Je tombe je tombe je tombe je suis tombé de toi

Je perds la raison mais je suis tombé de toi

Je tiens ma parole alors je suis tombé de toi

Je tombe je tombe je tombe je suis tombé de toi

Rik Leaf is a world traveler, slam poet, songwriter, storyteller and author of Four Homeless Millionaires – How One Family Found Riches By Leaving Everything Behind.

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The Maple Leaf

 

Writing & Recording The Maple Leaf

The Maple Leaf is a travel song written while touring in Canada. It starts on the bow of the ferry traveling from Vancouver Island as we sailed into Horseshoe Bay and follows our journey east to Newfoundland. Recorded in Winnipeg, MB, it features a great pandeiro track by Scott Senior, Metis multi instrumentalist Marie-Josee Dandeneau on bass and Jeremy Penner on fiddle.

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As the harbor draws near the Pacific disappears

In the bight lights of Vancouver

From the bay we make our way along the highway

And start to climb from sea to sky

Before we leave we make a point of eating cherries from the tree

And drinking wine in the Okanagan

As we pass through Banff we have our first chance to see

A prairie sky set on fire far and wide

Underneath the maple leaf we are drawn together

Underneath the maple leaf we are one

We set sail and for days we cross the endless waves of wheat

That crash against the shore under our wheels

Outside the Sault the sun breaks through the fog

As we cut our rugged path along north Superior

We wind our way through narrow lanes in old Quebec

To look across the seaway from Le Château Frontenac

You can almost hear the sounds of 1759

Echoing across the Plains of Abraham

Underneath the maple leaf we are drawn together

Underneath the maple leaf we are one

Then we walk the white sand along the beach at Martinique

Eating mussels and drinking Alexander Keith’s

We raise a toast at the edge of the Atlantic coast

To the new found land where it all began

So raise your voice from the west to the east

To the truth north strong and free

Rik Leaf is a world traveler, slam poet, songwriter, storyteller and author of Four Homeless Millionaires – How One Family Found Riches By Leaving Everything Behind.

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A Creative Life

A Creative Life – Beyond the Bottom Line

Tapping into your creativity is key to a great life. From the kitchen to the bedroom to the boardroom, there isn’t a single area of life that isn’t improved by being creative. But if we want to live creatively we have to think creatively, it’s the key that open us to choices and opportunities that are available, if not obvious, to the status quo.

“the greatest among us

are the ones who learn

to be good stewards of

the pain”

It’s easy to think being creative is synonymous with being artistic, but creativity is an openness that lets us really see the world. To love, learn and live in a way that is authentic and uniquely personal.

There are many rewards that come from living creatively, but there is also a price to be paid. The status quo and the same-old-same-old is no longer comforting. Fitting in with the herd is no longer possible, pat answers cease to be reassuring and faith is no longer an unwavering certainty, but a gnawing suspicion that things do not have to be as they are. 

A creative life is full of loneliness, doubt and desperation…the greatest among us are the ones who learn to be good stewards of the pain. One thing is abundantly clear…money is not the bottom line when it comes to the return on your investment in living creativity. It’s much deeper and richer than that.

Rik Leaf is a world traveler, slam poet, songwriter, storyteller and author of Four Homeless Millionaires – How One Family Found Riches By Leaving Everything Behind.

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A Great Story

Everyone loves stories. I love telling stories and listening to stories…more than anything I love living a great story.

I just released a second edition of Four Homeless Millionaires. For the second edition my publisher changed the subtitle to How One Family Found Riches By Leaving Everything Behind (I think the second title is way better!) 

Anyway…right now what my little second edition desperately needs is some online reviews on Amazon. (They recommend 50 and I have 0) So I’m asking you (dear reader) for a review. And this seems like a great opportunity to create a great story together. I would like to trade your review of Four Homeless Millionaires for something…and I’m leaving that something up to you.

Let me know what you think your review is worth and I will attempt to meet or exceed your wildest dreams. Writing a review about a humorous, crazy book should be fun and hilarious…at least that’s what I’m thinking. I will post your reviews and suggested exchange ideas on my web site and social media accounts, along with my attempts to fulfill them. Sound like fun?

I need reviews on Amazon, and to leave a review on Amazon you need an Amazon account. If you have an account, please follow THIS LINK to my second edition, and leave your review there. Finding the right shelf for Four Homeless Millionaires in a bookstore has always been a bit tricky. It is a tale about family and travel…but most of all, it’s meant to be a fun, humorous, ‘laugh out loud’ story. Reviews to that effect would be most helpful!

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