Getting old sucks. Late last month I was doing a mental review of the books I wanted to re-read. I went over my assorted bookcases, saw JD’s second book False Gods and I went “It has been a long time since you read Above Reproach. Let’s put that one on top of the list.” So I began looking for the book…and looking…and looking, could not find the darn thing.

It took me three weeks to remember that I never had the dead tree version of the darned thing!  I did my review with an electronic Copy that JD was kind enough to send me and had totally forgotten about it. Now, you know I am not a fan of electronic versions so, if Above Reproach made me forget I was staring at a screen, the story has to be darned good.

I commented my lack of memory in Facebook and JD was again a kind soul. He sent me the Dead Tree copy of the book which arrived last Monday:

But what was inside, got me a tad emotional, both for the words and the date. It was not till today that I was able to write about it.

Mighty honored to be called friend. Message received. Will do so.