Water
Under The Bridge
By Michael W. Paul
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About the AUTHOR
Michael W. Paul
On a cold December night during a World War, three months before her due date in a strange city, my mother delivered a five pound baby boy who was to spend his first six weeks in an incubator if he was to live. By the time he arrived at the tiny, snow covered clapboard house overlooking the Grove Park Inn in Asheville, North Carolina, his eyebrows and fingernails had finally developed. When he arrived he got the first and last glimpse of his father for years to come and without knowing it learned everyone has a story. That is where my journey began. I have been blessed to have lived in every geographical region of the country and have traveled around the world.
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Water
Under The Bridge
Water Under The Bridge” is the sequel to Michael W. Paul’s first five-star nonfiction “novel”, “The Bridge Over Cedar Creek”. It relives the boys second glorious Colorado summer and his challenging, youthful decision to remain alone in Colorado to complete his last two years of high school…Life is unfolding as it should.
The Bridge Over
Cedar Creek
The Bridge (Over Cedar Creek), constructed during a distant summer over a small Colorado stream by a boy and two curmudgeonly old men, serves as a metaphor for timeless life lessons learned and the beginning of the boys coming of age. Although fiction, the book is taken from real events and some real people. Others are composites taken solely from the imagination of the writer and distant memories. Written in the vernacular of the time, the characters come to life with the help of the authors vivid description. The reader can feel the cool breeze off the river, smell the scent of pine and see the brilliance of the sequined mountain night sky. The Bridge Over Cedar Creek will appeal to all readers except the most cynical.
Wild Horses
the Gods Await
Tracers light the German early morning sky. Gentle cotton clouds, punctuated by flowering orange and red orchids with dark eyes, highlighted the shiny aircraft carcasses somersaulting to the earth—each containing ten mortal souls whose fate was certainly sealed. “How could there be a God?” the youthful pilot asked himself. Michael Paul’s second book is an expression of his love for aviation and deep admiration for all pilots, but especially those called to the skies during times of war. His baby book recorded, “Baby’s first word” – plane.
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