I was on my way to lunch today when I got a call on the cell phone. Five minutes earlier a friend had passed away.

Unexpected, well not totally unexpected. He was my high school English teacher. He had a few health problems and was recovering from a bout of pneumonia.

A wave of loneliness hit me after hearing he had passed. I have a hard time making friends and I have lost several recently. It’s hard making friends. I don’t want to replace him, but I don’t want to be isolated and alone.

So to honor my old high school English teacher I’m going to finish by next book and dedicate it to him. That means I’ll have to finish another book so I can dedicate it to my father. I was going to dedicate the next book to my father, but it seems fitting that I dedicate this one to my teacher.

It’s funny. I was never a very good English student. The rule are so confusing and varied and there are so many exceptions and interpretations of the English language. So this one is for you, teacher. Who every thought I would write a book, let alone several.

If you get a chance, read my book and see what you think. If you like it tell someone else. If you don’t like it tell me why and I just might change it. https://www.amazon.com/Daemon-Boat-Education-Steampunk-Spy-ebook/dp/B01I63CH08/ref=sr_1_2?keywords=professor+Voltage&qid=1555468062&s=gateway&sr=8-2

Teacher, may the stones be soft beneath your feet, may the road be full of friends and lined with helping hands. May it always lead forward. Fair winds and following seas old friend, you’ve weathered enough gales.

Stay strong, write on, old friend.

Professor Hyram Voltage.