I might have given this book another title, The Melting Pot. The reasons for this will become abundantly clear, after reading the book. Because the book is written in a paradoxical style, it may leave the reader wondering why. And that is my exact intent. There are different styles of writing, and sometimes what is called fiction, might really be fact, and vise versa. The format of this book deals not in chapters, but dates in time, events in life, and in an age of innocence. In the sixties, seventies, and eighties, life seemed easier, people seemed to be more kind, and far more value was...