Honor Thy Father – Chapter 1

First and foremost, thank you to all who have read my past blog posts and my book, “Homey’s Adventures.” 

As promised, I am writing this book as a sequel to the happy ending of my first book. I just started writing this book, but publishers frequently give the reader a taste of the coming book by including the first two chapters. So, without delay here is Chapter 1 of my third book: 

Honor Thy Father – A Homey’s Adventure  

Chapter 1 – Andy Didn’t Need Any Introductions 

Greetings call me Jim Wish. That is not my real name, but I do not use real names in this book. Homey is the brain between my legs and short for horny old man. You see, I believe every man has a Homey. Some men let that part of them control their behavior and probably too much of it. 
  

The other part of me, Jim, is a lover of Christ and wants to share the love of Christ with others. Jim has gotten me into more trouble than Homey.  

No, I do not have a split personality. I believe all men have a Jim and a Homey. They just do not always realize it. I have been asked: Are you religious? My answer is always the same. I love the father, the son, and the holy spirit with my heart, soul, and mind. The pharisees were religious and Jesus gave us many examples of ways not to be like the pharisees. I want to do what Christ wants me to do. 

Do not get me wrong, both Jim and Homey are sinners. In fact, all men are sinners except Jesus. 

I am eclectic in the sense; I can be talking with a beautiful woman about God in one instant and about sex in the next. I am like Forest Gump’s box of chocolates. You never know what is going to come out of me next. 

This book, “Honor Thy Father” is mostly about my father, Andy. The adventure part of the book is mostly about my fantasies and real-life adventures. I ask you not to judge Jim or Homey for your sake. In the book of Mathew, Jesus says we should not judge because we will be judged on judgement day by God according to the way we judged others. In fact, for this reason, I fear God most of all because of the way I have judged others. 

I also ask you not to be prejudice because of my age. I believe built into our culture in the USA is a lot of age prejudice. We force old people to retire whether they want to or not. We then stick them into old age homes. Well, I can tell you that I can have sex better than a 20-year-old because of the wonders of medical science. I also have the age and wisdom not to repeat my mistakes. In fact, one of my favorite subjects is history. My favorite quote about history is: “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” 

In my first book, “Homey’s Adventures,” I tell you, my reader, a lot about myself and how I got to where I am now. I will not repeat myself. If you want to know this, please buy, and read my first book. This book is mostly about Jim’s quest to honor my father and the father of humanity. 

For those of you who have read my first book, this is the sequel to the happy ending. I wrote two endings to my first book because I am a stubborn optimist and Hollywood always wants a happy ending. Even if the writer ends the book in a sad ending, Hollywood often fabricates a happy ending. I am an honest man. So, I wrote two endings and left it up to the reader to choose their favorite. Based on my small sample, most people like my happy ending better. 

I credit my best friend, Sherlock, with the idea of having a sequel for the both the sad ending and the happy ending. I want to love all my readers. If a work of Hollywood type fantasy is what will keep them buying my books, then I will write it. 

Where we left off in the happy ending is in the arms of a woman that I nicknamed Andy. Andy is a Colombian that I first encountered on a Colombian website. In the last chapter of my book, we met in Cancun at a resort where my sister owns a timeshare. However, this book is not about Andy the Colombian beauty. It is about Andy my father. My next Homey’s Adventure may be about Andy the Colombian beauty, but I am compelled to write this one first. 

Andy died in 1984 of mesothelioma. This was the worst year of my life. Not only did my father die, but I made the greatest mistake of my life by marrying my ex-wife. After my father died, I wrote the first chapter of this book to relieve my grief. I never wrote anymore of the book because I was too busy being an Actuary and pursuing my Actuarial career. So, I will now share with you what I wrote in 1984, at least the parts that I remember: 

Andy was the most gregarious man that I have ever met. He never needed an introduction from anyone. He was a middle child in a family of 7 children. Middle children tend to have a good relationship with anyone, and Andy was a master of getting along with people. Frequently the people who were turned off by Andy’s gregarious ways at first became his best friends later. 

To illustrate this, I remember a time when I was in college. I came home for summer vacation. My parents lived in a mobile home is a very nice mobile home park. I decided to help and water the grass. I fell asleep during the process. The owner of the mobile park objected to me leaving the water on and got into a fight with my father. My father was drinking, and he lost the fight. I woke up and found my father sitting down outside at a picnic table with a bloody lip.  

I went over and confronted the park owner: “Did you hit my father?” 

He retorted: “Yes and I will hit you too.” 

I responded: “I was the one that left the water running so, go ahead. 

Fortunately for me, the police showed up. My father had called the police probably to save my ass. This mobile park owner was twice my size and a construction boss.  

I do not know what exactly happened after that, but the mobile park owner became my father’s best friend, and he had many best friends. That is the way he was. 

I remember my father’s younger brother, Avery, telling me a story about my father going to an outdoor dance with his sister and Avery. My uncle by marriage, Frank, was playing the guitar at the dance. Somebody started harassing my uncle Frank about being sissy because he played the guitar. Andy who had been drinking took exception to this and pulled the dance decorations down on the bully. A fight broke out, my dad started the fight, but it turns out that the sissy Frank was a champion boxer and beat the hell out of the loudmouth. Frank and my dad’s sister got married after that. My dad has some magical way of making friends even for his sister.  

My dad always had a drink ready for a friend and yes, he drank too much. More than once, this caused heartache in my home growing up. I saw him slap my mother once after she confronted him after he came home drunk. I did not reconcile with my father until a couple of years before he died in 1984. I moved back to Colorado to do this. 

I instinctively knew I had to reconcile with him. I had to honor him as commanded by God. I know now that was the best decision that I ever made. I learned to love the fact that my father was a World War II hero. He saved the lives of 11 men. He got an Air Medal which is the equivalent to the Army’s Bronze Star. He flew 21 missions over Japan. He also got a purple heart because on his last mission he lost one of his eardrums after his plane depressurized.  

He kept a journal about those 21 missions and in his honor, I am going to share them with you. 

End Of Chapter 1 

In my first book, I briefly mentioned the death of my father and the death of my Mynah bird, Jack. My best friend, Sherlock, told me that I should have written more about Jack. I thought about it and there is not that much to say. I liked Jack because he was funny. He had a great sense of humor. He would hop around and squawk at me. I do not know why he died. He just did. This added to my grief for the death of my father. 

Next week, I will give you Chapter 2. I just started writing my new book. So, you do not want to miss what follows. Follow my blog to make sure you receive it. 

If you do not want to wait that long and you have not read my first book. I encourage you to go to my website, www.homeysadventures.com. You can read the first two chapters for free, and you can also purchase it. Or you can purchase it from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and many other fine retailers. Just search for it using the words: Homey’s Adventures by Jim Wish. 

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