Category: Avitabile

60 Years in the Making…

and now it’s here at Amazon!

It’s a great read, a smart thriller and also a quick refresher course on JFK’s assassination and the controversy that has followed to this day. – Anonymous

In 1993, 8 out of 10 Americans didn’t believe the official account of the Kennedy assassination, namely that it was carried out solely by Lee Harvey Oswald, that only 3 shots were fired and there was no conspiracy, 80%! 

One of the other 20% is airline pilot, Hank Larson. He never thought about it and couldn’t care less. That is until a family tragedy catapulted him into a living nightmare. Soon conspiracy theorists, researchers, wingnuts, and shady operatives will threaten his life and the life of the innocent woman who just wanted to help him. 

Does he unwittingly hold the key to solving the biggest crime of all time? Or will he be just another suspicious death in what some say are over 200 witnesses and dissenters who have met an untimely demise? 

Hank Larson is thrown into the deep end of a history-changing event, 30 years after it shocked the world. Now, he must think fast and act faster lest he himself becomes…history.

The Hero I Took to Vote Yesterday

Every Election Day, I bring the name of someone who fought to preserve our freedom with me as I vote. I say their name and then thank them for preserving our liberties, among which is the right to vote. The cornerstone of our democracy.  

This election day the hero I brought to vote with me was Robert Crater von Egloffstein.  His daughter, Elyse Migliaccio, tells me that he was drafted into the U.S. Army at age 33 and assigned to the T/O (Texas/ Oklahoma infantry- K Company.) K Co hit the beach at Normandy on D-day plus 5 and he and his unit fought valiantly through the hedgerows -Malmedy- St Vith – the Arden’s and finally onto liberate a concentration camp.  Pops, as they called him, was a poor shot but he carried a French schoolbag filled with hand grenades. He had a great arm and could throw far more accurately than shoot. Lastly, for his actions at Malmedy, after the massacre, he was awarded the bronze star. God Bless him and all who served and those who gave their last full measure of devotion to maintain our freedom. 

This video explains my “Take a Hero to Vote” ritual. Maybe you can take one next year!

“I wanna be a paperback writer…”

Ahh, the Beatles.  Who knew that way-back-when, the lyrics to their 1966 hit song, Paperback Writer, would come to fruition six decades later!  Well, Michelle, ma belle, it has happened. I have become a paperback writer… well sort of in a Magical Mystery Tour kind of way. First it was a hard cover… but the Beatles didn’t sing, “I want to be a hardcover writer.” But in a time-honored tradition, books that do really well, (like being a #1 bestseller, not that I’m bragging…much) are brought to the general public in paperback form.

NOW IN PAPERBACK! Presumably an ergonomically correct way to slip it in a pocket or pocketbook. So, if you have read The Devil’s Quota a while ago and want to Get Back to the intrigue and romance, or maybe you’d like to see what all the #1-ness was about, it’s now available in this handy dandy, convenient size that you can keep with you Eight Days A Week, Here There and Everywhere.  (I’ll stop now) Same great thrills and aha moments in a nifty new format!  

Publisher’s note: No Norwegian Wood was used in the production of this paperback!

Here’s the cover blurb:

Next Time: Yet another paperback to add to your collection of my (FAB) FOUR #1 bestsellers!

Captain Florent A. Groberg, U.S. Army; the hero I took to vote yesterday.

Over the years, as I exercised the most precious right of a democracy, the right of self-governance through voting, I have thanked, out loud, the names of many American heroes for their supreme sacrifice. As President Lincoln phrased it, “Those who gave their last full measure of devotion.” In the past, it was in honor of the extraordinary courage from past wars, mostly Medal of Honor recipients. This year, 2022, I chose a living recipient. One of our warriors from the Afghanistan conflict. He saved a formation of superior officers and his fellow soldiers by selflessly placing himself in front of one of the brigade commanders, then Captain Groberg rushed forward, using his body to push a suicide bomber away from the formation. 

Quoting from his citation, “Captain Groberg’s immediate actions push the first suicide bomber away from the formation significantly minimized the impact of the [two] coordinated suicide bombers’ attack on the formation, saving the lives of his comrades and several senior leaders. Captain Groberg’s extraordinary heroism and selflessness above and beyond the call of duty at the risk of life are in keeping with the highest traditions of military service and reflect credit upon himself, 4th Infantry Brigade Combat Team, 4th Infantry Division, and the United States Army.” 

I said it in the voting booth today in Midtown Manhattan and I repeat it here; “Thank you Captain Florent A. Groberg.”

I also noticed one pertinent fact that speaks loud and clear to the great experiment that is America, namely:  Captain Florent A. Groberg, U.S. Army, Medal of Honor recipient was born in Poissey, France! 

To read his entire MOH citation and see his picture go here: https://www.cmohs.org/recipients/florent-a-groberg

To read up on others who merit all of our adoration and respect go here: https://www.cmohs.org

Take A Hero to Vote

https://www.cmohs.org/recipients

Use the link above to find the name of a hero who, through their valor and courage, risked or lost their life to insure our right to self govern our own. Simply say their name and, “Thank you,” right before you exercise your right to vote.

The Pen is Mightier than the Empire!

I just wanted to wish everyone a happy and reflective Independence Day.

We often forget the extreme bravery it took for those 56 colonists to sign the Declaration of Independence and tell the most powerful man in the world;

“Take your British Empire and stuff it! – Oh, and by the way, King George, here’s my name, you know where I live.”

British Troops hunted many of the signers down and tortured them to force them to renounce their pledge. Not one of them renounced their conviction to liberty or the commitment of their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor to the cause of freedom, even though for some it was a horrible death.

Before the Declaration, everyone who was living on Earth or had ever lived did so at the pleasure and under the tyrannical yoke of a King, Potentate, Dictator, Emperor, Pope, or other “Men” who granted rights to their subjects and solely decided how the masses lived, and how they died.

America, as declared on July 4th 1776, broke with that worldwide, centuries-old practice of oppression by declaring the radical notion that people had the right to be free. In today’s terms, the Declaration instilled a “firewall” into the human program, namely the idea that rights come from above, be it God, the Supreme Judge of the world, the creator, the Laws of Nature, and of Nature’s God or whatever else you hold it to be, but not, repeat NOT, another man or men. And no man or group of men can take those natural-born rights away from any human.

This year, it is crucial for all of us to reflect on our Declaration’s firewall and the message our Nation was founded on.

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness.”

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Here follows a list of the First Americans. They who mutually pledged to each other their Lives, their Fortunes, and their sacred Honor.

FYI, the youngest was Edward Rutledge, 26, and the eldest Benjamin Franklin, 80.

Georgia: Button Gwinnett, Lyman Hall, George Walton 
North Carolina: William Hooper, Joseph Hewes, John Penn
South Carolina: Edward Rutledge, Thomas Heyward, Jr., Thomas Lynch, Jr. Arthur Middleton 
Massachusetts: John Hancock 
Maryland: Samuel Chase, William Paca, Thomas Stone, Charles Carroll of Carrollton
Virginia: George Wythe, Richard Henry Lee, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Harrison, Thomas Nelson, Jr., Francis Lightfoot Lee, Carter Braxton 
Pennsylvania: Robert Morris, Benjamin Rush, Benjamin Franklin, John Morton, George Clymer, James Smith, George Taylor, James Wilson, George Ross 
Delaware: Caesar Rodney, George Read, Thomas McKean 
NewYork: William Floyd, Philip Livingston, Francis Lewis, Lewis Morris 
New Jersey: Richard Stockton, John Witherspoon, Francis Hopkinson, John Hart, Abraham Clark 
New Hampshire: Josiah Bartlett, William Whipple, Matthew Thornton
Massachusetts: Samuel Adams, John Adams, Robert Treat Paine, Elbridge Gerry 
Rhode Island: Stephen Hopkins, William Ellery 
Connecticut: Roger Sherman, Samuel Huntington, William Williams, Oliver Wolcott 

Life (and everything else) is a movie…

Classic Film Movie Posters
Photo by Samuel Regan-Asante

From my first book, The Eighth Day, to my current release, Forgive Us Our Trespasses, many readers emailed me or commented that “they could see it as a movie.” Or that “it should be a movie,” or “it would make a great movie.” My favorite is, “Why didn’t you make it as a movie?“

At some level, these well-intentioned comments bristle my literary soul. After all, a published book is the same achievement, relative to process, as a produced movie. They are both the end-product of creative inspiration. And each is the pinnacle of its art. (My card-playing Uncle Guido would say, “It’s da Pinochle a de art.” Uncle G always put his cards on the table.)

Last week I attended a very fancy dinner in a chic Manhattan restaurant. The check was more than my monthly rent when I was 35. Luckily, this time I was the guest. I’m no kid, but I was the youngest guy at the table. The purpose of the dinner meeting was to discuss a “big investment deal.” More money than the entire block I lived on back then costs. This was serious stuff. Four hours of exquisite apps, salmon, Delmonico steaks, wines, martinis, and “to the moon” desserts. All for three people!

But the amazing thing was we all had movie stories. It seems the movies were a common drug we were all addicted to. By mid-dinner, we were suddenly all teenagers, speaking of our hits and near misses in the movie biz, fueled by celluloid enthusiasm and cinematic verve, it was the most energetic part of the evening.

Orson Welles, in describing what it was like to be making his, (soon to be classic film), Citizen Kane, is quoted as saying, “It’s the biggest electric train set a boy ever had.” Well, the ‘little boys’ sitting around the table agreed.

The big, eight-figure deal may or may not happen, but that night, we all got to dabble in “the dream.”

P.S. Every time, and there are many, that some reader says my books should be a movie, I always ask, “You know anybody?“