Called to Arms… Again
By Jeff Salter
“Grit doesn’t fade away… it just becomes crusty.”
With harrowing elements right out of today’s headlines, this story reaches back into the sturdy heartbeat of people raised during the Depression and tested during World War II. Though the old uniforms haven’t fit in many decades, their resilient spirits still have that same intensity which helped save democracy.
Needing only a fresh angle to write her Veteran’s Day special, Kelly discovers first-hand that the Greatest Generation still has enough grit to fight back. While all the authorities are occupied during a massive Homeland Security drill, an urban gang of thieves targets an isolated retirement subdivision … figuring the crippled geriatrics would offer no resistance.
Though Kelly’s widowed boyfriend came along only for a post-funeral luncheon, Mitch soon finds himself leading a mis-matched flanking team. Kelly’s good friend Wade has his own assignment, with a home-made mortar and lots of illegal gunpowder.
Maybe it’s difficult to remember everyday things like taking pills, but these octogenarians have never forgotten it was up to them to defend family, home, community, and country. The outcome of their courageous stand depends on the resolve and resourcefulness of an unlikely ensemble of eccentric elderly neighbors, several American Legion members, and others spanning four generations.
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Also available in paperback at both locations (different pricing), as well as in Somerset KY at the Book and CD Hut.
Do you have a living relative or friend who survived the Great Depression and sacrificed during World War II (whether in uniform or on the home front)? If you do, buy them this book!
I wish you continued success with this and all of your works, Jeff.
thanks, Tonette. This one’s special to me because the folks in this generation are passing away at the rate of some 2000 per day
I really enjoyed this book. I need to check to see if I wrote a review.
I hope you did. last time I checked, it had almost nothing.
I need to read this book. Sadly, my two WWII heroes, Dad and Uncle Jim, are both gone.
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