Carl D Corrick

Rough Sod Poletti Carl D Corrick

Publisher Marketing: More than sad to be so true, but showing a talent hidden from youth to adult. What a way to find it. He was a pro baseball pitcher at nine years old there in San Diego. What a kid! 'Wow' could have been his first or middle name. Great little fellow! Sometimes it just doesn't seem fair in nature when something drastic happens to change the course of a person's life on this old earth. I mean... here you are! Look good-feel good-smart enough in class-everybody likes you... and boy have you got plans for your own future with a big smile to everyone. Why, how... If I would have just... No! Well, I should have... Oh, it doesn't matter, I did! It wasn't my buddies fault. Can't blame him! I mean, he was just trying to help. I mean... did run over, grab the line to get keep it from hookin' into me. If he had just been a little quicker. Awe, shoot! I mean! I had to be a smart fellow in front of him, sort of brag in my actions and throw that line farther than him. Dang it! It hooked on that stupid tar roof of the shed, and I had to be a big smarty pants and yank it off. I mean... he didn't know I moved wrong and let that hook and float of that old fishin' rig hit and sink deep into my eye socket just as he yanked it to keep it from hittin' me. Yep! Out came my eye at the end of the line of that rig. From that day forward... it was foster, truant, jail twenty four car wrecks over twenty motorcycle wrecks. Even though I was finally chef and cook for a famous fellow, all the roads to there and back out again you might not believe. But, God being my witness they are all true with facts on paper. I know you have had some rough times since you were born, maybe some of my dozens could help you feel not so alone. Thanks for looking at this book.