I Grew Up In Polish Heaven is an eyewitness account, through the vivid eye of a little boy's memory, of the courage, ingenuity, and industry of the displaced/often-despised Polish Refugees of Wallington. The book spotlights the struggles, survival strategies, and superhuman perseverance of the little boy's seventy-year old father, slowly dying of a lung disease. Central to the story are the sacrificial disciplines of this old Refugee Pole who sired two sons in his old age…and later, the misdeeds and misfortunes of his two fatherless boys. In a broader context, the book is a freeze-frame in time (1950), capturing the spirit and identity of the Refugee community: their attitudes, habits, ingenuities, vices, and contributions into the American Melting Pot. “Polish Heaven” chronicles the paranormal strength and perseverance forged into the human spirit as it passes through the Fiery Furnace of Affliction. The book is an instructive, inspiring history of Polish war-victims who triumphed over their “Everest of Impossibilities,” reconstructing their shattered lives inside that One Square Mile known as Wallington. I Grew Up In Polish Heaven ignites and incinerates the straw Goliath of Hopelessness in the face of impossible odds. It places the single smooth stone of Visionary Courage into the inerrant sling of Hope, in the fullest confidence that every Goliath has a chink in his armor. This book offers genuine hope and encouragement to persevere with what you have, in facing your desperate circumstances – how to “Never Say Die!” It gives case histories of deeply distraught human beings who survived in and triumphed over their darkest hour. The book showcases the Pioneer/Reconstructionist spirit, “starting from scratch”; doing what you can with what you have, despite your staggering losses. [The old Polish father made honest money, three times, on one piece of wood!] This book promotes the Pursuit of Life, even when most of it has been sucked out of you by the Leech of Evil Circumstance. The Author spotlights the universal Law of Sowing And Reaping: if the soil has yielded nothing but thorns and thistles, plow up your ground again and plant new seed! “Polish Heaven” also promotes the eternal ideal of genuine brotherhood, providing some practical cures for racial bigotry. It zooms in on warm interpersonal relationships and camaraderie, highlighting their restorative and healing effects upon people in crisis: both recipient and giver! The author, one of the two sons born in their father's old age, draws upon his vast experience in sales and human relationships; he is also a Christian minister and Bible Teacher. (You won't want to miss his stunning conversion Experience). Conversely, his younger brother, at the time of his death, was the dreaded Vice-President of the “ @#!*% 's Angels,” New York City. The book also paints rich cameos of his volcanic journey from Polish Heaven into the power structure of the notorious Angels. This Little Brother was given the burial of a Big Man, in the private cemetery grounds of the @#!*% 's Angels. “Little Brot” was feared and respected by some of the deadliest men ever spawned by Satan since the Fall of Adam. I Grew Up In Polish Heaven will impart to all readers a different, broader perspective of their own roots – a deeper appreciation of their ancestors' sufferings on their behalf. It will awaken a keener sense of identity and wholesome ethnic pride. The book should enrich all readers with a reverent, joyful gratitude that they themselves, like the author, can now celebrate Life in a New And Better Day, as the beneficiaries of those who have gone before.…One Humorous Highlight…“As soon as the old Polish priest heard my last name, he began to lose his composure, struggling not to laugh. Unhappily, my name, in Polish is one of the most un-flattering words in the language!”