After thirty-five years in Health Care Anthony Pecoraro IV, known to his friends as Nino, was challenged to publish the letters he had written to his son. "The Gauntlet" is a story of rebellious teenager that rejects his family, and joins a street gang. Driven by anger he looked for trouble and often found himself on the wrong side of the law. After being charged with a felony, grand larceny, and a failed attempt at suicide, he found himself at the beginning of a forty-year journey trying to understand the demons that haunted him. Challenged by his son, he began to document the events that shaped his life. What he thought would be a cathartic exercise became “Letters to Brian.”
on Aug. 12, 2014 :
Letters to Brian was one of those books that really gathers you up and brings you in to the life of Anthony Pecoraro. I am allowed a glimpse into a life I never could have or would have been able to know. I was really able to empathize with what he was going through. I was unable to put it down and read it from beginning to end in one sitting. I found myself feeling proud with every accomplishment, frustrated with every failure, pain with every DI smack to the head, fear and confusion with every new and crazy experience. I actually for a moment that made me laugh out loud realized I was going to miss the safety of my DI when I graduated. I realized I did not graduate anything but the author was able to really pull me into his life. I can NOT wait for the other books so i can see what happened. I want to prequels and sequels.
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on March 14, 2013 :
I downloaded your book and read it without stopping. It was very real and allowed me to live your adventure with you. I too was in Nam, in the rivers transporting Marines up and down the Delta.
My 2 year adventure was black and white compared to your living color reality. I can remember saying something like this to my buddy as we flew out over DaNang..."If I ever see this place again I'll have to kill myself if you don't do it for me."
I was never so glad to leave a place as I was DaNang that day. Within less than 100 hours I was sitting in a restaurant in Warren, Michigan at a home coming party given for me trying to sort out my last memory of images of a Vietnamese man pulling his belongings behind him on poles while his wife and 2 naked little barefoot kids followed as they left a burned out village behind and went further into the jungle.
I just couldn't sort out the differences of our two cultures... dying people in constant crisis vs. laughing party goers who couldn't acknowledge a real war was raging while their dinner parties roared on...
So your book brought back many memories as well as entertained me with your vivid pictures and events,
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