Imagination is a gift given to us from God and each one of us use it differently.
I sometimes think it ironic for an ex-seaman, longshoreman, truck driver, policeman, bus driver, etc... to find success writing children's novels.
Aha! Today I shall become an author! And I will auth and auth and auth and make a squillion dollars, whoopee!
So here is my story, may it bring Some smiles and a tear or so, It happened once upon a time, Far away, and long ago, Outside the night wind keens and wails, Come listen to me, the Teller of Tales!
Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others.
