Good news, everybody! I have a new book out!! It's available on Kindle, Nook, and Smashwords right now with a print version coming soon. It's a bit of a sequel to my last book "SAT & BAF!" which relates my experiences as a recall from Individual Ready Reserves during Desert Storm. With the many controversial IRR recalls in the last ten years, I think this book might prove interesting to see how the current era of recalls started.
It's a bit more serious than my last book and has a lot more military stuff. It still includes my brand of irreverence, though. It's an entertaining book that I think turned out quite good. I hope you check it out. It's only $..99 on Kindle or Nook with a print version coming soon. I'm excited!
Recall! Return of the IRR
Here's the synopsis:
There hadn't been a full-scale recall of the Individual Ready Reserves since the Korean War in January of 1991. With the fall of the Berlin Wall and the collapse of the Soviet Union, many people believed it would take World War III to trigger a recall of the IRR. Many people were wrong.
They came from cities and farms and towns in every corner of the country. With only a few days' notice, they quit their jobs, dropped out of college, kissed their girlfriends or wives, and got on planes to Atlanta, Georgia with nothing but the clothes on their backs. They had long hair, beards, and bad attitudes. They descended by the thousands on Fort Benning, Georgia, and they were not happy about it at all.
In this entertaining, true story, the author relates his own experiences as one of the twenty-thousand IRR recalls who were ordered back to active duty in support of Operation Desert Storm. In a story reminiscent of "The Dirty Dozen" times ten thousand, the author takes you through the entire experience from beginning to end. He carries you along for the ride and explains exactly what it was like to be a recall. With the many IRR recalls over the last ten years of warfare, this first hand account could shed some light on how the current era of recalls began. (29,000 words +/-)
On a sad note, I lost one of my favorite uncles to lung cancer the other day. He was a good guy. We made two four hour trips to St. Louis in the last couple weeks. One was to say hello to him. The other was to say goodbye. Tell your family you love them because they can be gone any time.
Everybody take care.