Author’s Insight

This book is not a book about “see how great I am”, but rather; about how great my life has been.

My writing style is that of a storyteller & not the polished author with elegant prose. Almost everyone who has commented on my books has said basically the same thing; they felt like I was there telling them the story in person.

If you want to read a book that makes you laugh, maybe cry, but always be entertained read this book.

Here are some comments from people who have read it;


“Damn Drill Sgt. Got to reading your book and couldn’t put it down. Just finished it. Loved it!! Now I need to get the other one.” 

“I have to say you know how to paint a picture. I can see your childhood and school, and all that without you having to hold my hand. That’s great, as it makes for an easy read. It feels like I’m sitting in the room with you and you’re telling me a story.”

“…A great mix of funny, seriousness, history & truth…”

“I just finished your book and it was GREAT!!!! I liked how you ended it with tales of your dogs but I have to say you have had one hell of a Life!!!!”

“I really like the style and the attitude of it. I’m enjoying the story very much! I like how you are wide open about your perception of your life.” 

“I read the whole thing. It is wonderful. I laughed out loud so much my granddaughter thinks I am crazy. It made me cry, I’m really sorry about your Emy. I know I have never actually heard your voice, but I swear Jerry I could “hear” you throughout that book. I cannot tell you what a wonderful storyteller you are. I can’t wait to get your other books. It really is a great book!!!”

My Former Life as a Tweeter on Twitter

When I first joined the Twitter world, my perception was that of a man standing over an abyss shouting profanities, and profundities into the wind.


Apparently, there were an adequate amount of both to cause people to notice.

To my great surprise, I began to hear echoes of my thoughts through re-tweets.

Granted, some were paraphrased to make them more palatable to the general public, but still my thoughts.

Simultaneously, complete strangers were “following” me.

I hadn’t factored that into the equation, at least at that point and to be honest, I was not quite sure how to proceed.

Some were Grunts (Infantry), to which I immediately returned their follow, it’s a brotherhood.


Although I explained in no uncertain terms I was not trying to see how many people I could get to follow me, the follows kept coming.

As always, there were the idiots, and the people who feel they are more intelligent and enlightened then the rest of us, who dared to desecrate my time line, often with incoherent and irrelevant comments.

Those were immediately blocked.

Although in theory, I should have been able to vent my thoughts into that great void called “internet” without notice, but the reality is, nothing goes by completely unnoticed.

There are consequences, both good and bad, for all our actions.

The upside of my “great experiment” was that I was able to interact with many interesting people that I would never have met otherwise.

Also, I was able to tell people about my new book, and receive some great feedback in the way of reviews and online marriage proposals.


The down side was that, after about a year, I began to feel a need to live up to expectations of my followers.

I was no longer just purging random thoughts. It was that realization that lead me to leave twitter.

I am, after all, only human and adulations can be very seductive.

With almost three thousand “followers’ I left Twitter only to return after six months, and start over from the begining.

I have begun to realize the addictiveness of the internet.

I have done this now three or four times, and to be honest, I really don’t know how long I’ll last this time, but for now, I’m a recovering former tweeter.