Tumbling Through Time
ï»'Chapter One
Pittsburgh International Airport
Now
Look before you leap, I always say -- an important lesson when your family pet is a sheepdog the size of Chattanooga and you're doing your leaping in the backyard of your childhood home. Not that I have a sheepdog anymore -- I can barely keep bread mold going, let alone care for a houseplant or pet -- but I grew up with them, and my father still shares a house with one.
The lesson, however, took hold. Caution is my middle name. Actually my middle name is Jude, but only my closest friends use it and only then to wind me up. "Caution" fits a whole lot better. Persephone "Caution" Pyle. As a philosophy it's become my trademark. It has served me in business. It has served me in investments. It has served me with men. It has even served me in my divorce. I've found that without the appropriate amount of premeditation, life is too much like my childhood backyard -- one moment you're having fun; the next you're digging dog do off your PF Flyers.
Which is why I ate at Campiti's, my favorite pizza joint, b ... read full excerpt from Tumbling Through Time ebook
