This Odyssey of an Octogenarian is certainly different. From 1920, when at age 5, my first disastrous adventure occurred until the present time, I have experienced moment after moment of unexpected surprises, of traumatic panics, of impossible coincidences and finally of idiotic decisions I made which some how have always turned into very happy memories.

I know that most books are written for monetary profit. At ninety years of age, and with out any close relatives, my writing for profit is kind of ridiculous. Of the two other choices, I hope this effort will be construed as a labor of love rather than as an ego trip. In any event I have arranged for any possible royalties to be donated to Bakersfield and other American worth while endeavors.

So please read and enjoy!

In any event I have arranged for any possible royalties to be set aside and donated directly to the Katrina-Rita disaster fund.