No, it’s NOT a biography!

I’ve had a couple of people ask me already if my latest book,A Daffodil for Angie, is about me growing up in the Sixties. The short answer: Hell, NO!Here’s the long answer. Like Angie, I was a teenager in the Sixties, although I was a bit younger than she is. Both our dads were in Vietnam in 1966-67. But Angie’s dad is not my dad at all. We both lived in Fayetteville, North Carolina, so anyone who knows the area will recognize many locations mentioned in the book. But the high school in A Daf...