Farewell Readers,
I was recently reminded of my mortality, and feel the need to write my memoirs for the grandchildren and great grandchildren who know who I am, as well as my descendants who will discover sooner or later that my ex-wife, daughter and son lied to them about their ancestry.
Admittedly, I was a rotten husband and father to my first family. But my first wife was a lying, cheating, manipulative bitch, who deserved no better.
My second wife and daughter loved me dearly and put up with my shenanigans. I heard Nat King Cole sing “Nature Boy” when I was in Kindergarten. The line,
The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return
Stuck with me for the rest of my life. I’ve loved and I’ve been loved. My best friend, lover, and wife died four years ago. Our adventure together lasted 45 years.
My descendants deserve to know about our lives before and after we got together. I want them to know that you do not have to conform. Be Different. Do not follow the herd.
I appreciate Lasiter for publishing my Torrid Taboo Tales. And I really appreciate the few readers who took the time to comment on my stories.
I Love you all.
Have Fun
Earl de Vere
I'd love to hear your thoughts, good or bad.