About the Author:
Firstly, establishing that both my parents were artists, I was born in Manhattan, in Greenwich Village in 1926, three years before the American economy was banished from the garden of Eden and one year prior to the Lindberg landing in Paris.

We then moved to Brooklyn in Bay Ridge, one block from the lower bay, where I grew to adolescence and learned to love watching seagulls.

It was in fact the seagulls and Peter Pan who were responsible for my joining the Army Air Corps in 1944, in order to become a fighter plane pilot where my mind was on the joy of flight and not that I would be responsible for murdering other airmen.

Luckily, I was disqualified from flight training and became a radar specialist.

After the war, I fumbled around and ended in Pratt Institute to become an industrial designer. While on assignment in Israel, in 1968, one of my small sons was struck by a reckless Israeli driver and rendered quadriplegic for the rest of his life.

Since my native country offered no reasonable help, I spent the next 30 years in Helsinki, where my wife was a Finn and Urho Kekkonen, was then president of Finland, making both my sons Finns, in order that the Finnish health system could care for my injured boy, for the rest of his life. He died in 1996, and I have since returned to New York, in order to earn a living.
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