“Eddie” is a true to life biography in every sense. It has not been embellished or altered from the historical record. It is my history and is accurate even to the comments and conversations as nearly as I can recall. I’ve always thought that a well developed sense of humor is one of the more valuable things a person can possess along with a keen sense of curiosity. It is a vital attribute to be able to laugh at one’s self. People who do not possess that attribute tend to be dry, humorless husks who are not pleasant company. That being said, every effort was made to present the material in this book with a sense of humor, wry at times, tongue-in-cheek at times but always with the goal of making the reader smile or even laugh. All through the book I have tried to contrast the slower pace of life and the freedom that children and young people had during that time period with today’s fast paced, controlled life style. Children of the 1930s and 40s seemed to have more imagination than kids do today, not due so much to any genetic differences but out of necessity. Most of the kids I grew up with simply didn’t have the toys that abound today and their parents were, by and large, too concerned with jobs either inside or outside of the home to pay much attention to them. As a result their kids were forced to use their own ingenuity to create play situations. The book shows Eddie in a lifelong battle with bullies; those people who enjoy inflicting pain, mentally or physically, on other humans and sometimes on any animal available. That battle runs as a thread throughout the book beginning with a little four year old breaking a large stick over the head of his tormentor in an attempt to stop the incessant bullying. Eddie is a book that portrays the life of a young person born into a family in the Midwest in the early 20th century. Eddie was born in Terre Haute, Indiana in 1936. He grew up during the war years of World War II and survived a number of moves around the United States along with the normal fistfights and bullies that can be found anywhere and life in general. Eddie is just like any number of kids who grew up in that era but, unlike some, he was independent and fierce in demanding his liberty. The way he handled controversy is interesting and humorous. Eddie was a Libertarian before he ever knew what one was. Readers can readily identify and emphasize with the young boy who tries unsuccessfully to avoid controversy and fights and ultimately has to deal with the dragons that we all have to deal with at sometime in our lives. If there is one overriding theme that trickles throughout the book it is that of freedom, the ability to choose what you wish to do without interference from government, family or friends. I leave it up to the reader to solve the dichotomy that necessarily exists between a person who values, above all, their freedom and the same person who sacrifices that same freedom for a life in the military, perhaps the one career that has less freedom than any other. The author solved that issue easily by virtue of realizing that the ultimate freedom was that attained in the cockpit of an airplane. He has spent his life in pursuing that freedom, warring fiercely against those who would set limits on that particular freedom. Imagination is a wonderful gift to mankind. Used properly it can amuse and enthrall for hours. Used improperly it can curtail thought processes through fear. Kids in the period of this book use their fertile imaginations to transport them to other places, other times, other situations. They played “cops and robbers”, “cowboys and Indians”, “house” and “dolls” with little or no toys other than sticks or whatever came to hand to embellish their imaginative adventurous forays. Television had not been perfected yet and was not available to the masses