Gunther Brown spent his hours recalling his grandfather’s stories how Germany should have won the war. He spent his free time poring over the failed tactics Hitler forced his generals to follow. He knew where the mistakes occurred and how, if given the chance, he could change the course of history. Instead of the brave soldiers of the Wehrmacht shivering and dying in the snow covered landscape around Moscow, with his intuition and tactics, they would spend the winter of 1941 in warm beds in the confines of the Kremlin.
His obsessions would thrust him back to October 2nd, 1941 where he would join his comrades on their final attack on Moscow. For Gunther, it would be his final delivery of glory or death.
I spent twenty-five years in the wonderful world of road construction. Back surgery in 2010 put the skids on that career. My body couldn’t handle the rigors of twelve to sixteen hour days, six to seven days a week. As I convalesced, licking my wounds, I wondered what to do next. Not being out in the sun getting baked, or dodging traffic, was going to be a hard act to follow. Seriously, what else did I know? An article in the Dallas Morning News caught my eye. It was about being a professional speaker. Hmm. That sounds interesting. Becoming mobile again, I took a seat in front of the blank monitor, pondering what to write. Let’s start with something we know—my life. The first work was titled “God’s Plan: A Glimpse Into One’s Life.” I re-titled it six months later to “Why Did Everything Happen?” I looked back at the last twenty-five years and how the death of my partner, father and true love affected my life. I was amazed at the revelations. Since then, I’ve moved on to write in several different genres. Some say I should change my name when diverting from the path. Well, right or wrong, I’m sticking with my name. The current works range from the memoir of my one true love: Debbie Beck—RIP 7-20-2009—Love’s True Second Chance, an alternative historical perspective of Vampires and WWII—Occupation, a newly released Sci-Fi time travel adventure,—Gateway: Pioche. If that isn’t enough, how about two Baseball Coaching Manuals?
I currently live in the DFW area, spending time with my daughter, her girls and my oldest son. When I was in construction, I never had, or took the time to enjoy what surrounded me: love, family and friends. My true love, Debbie and her girls reminded me what was important in life; “we work to live, not live to work.”
An interesting and engaging horror story about a man on the wrong side of history, obsessed with the evils of the past. It clear Mr. Dawson has done his research. Written in the first person, it transports the reader into the poisoned mind of the protagonist. The ending has a nice twist, effectively handled.