—– In the works… A new novel. —–
Our children never really know their parents. They can’t. We are role models whether or not we wish to be, whether or not we are worthy. We keep secrets from them because we have to. If we love them, we owe them that. The untold stories are untold for a reason. —Altazimuth Media
… Cameron had never met his grandfather. In fact he had assumed that his mother’s father was long dead. She had spoken little of him when she was alive. At the time of her death, she had not seen him in fifty years and her memories of him were painful.
He was over a hundred years old when he was told that he had living relatives. Now he would be meeting with a grandson whose existence he had never thought possible.
— A story spanning more than a hundred years and three generations. So far, untitled.
Some material posted on Jim McMurtray dot com previously appeared on Altazimuth dot info and on McMurtray dot org.
