This book is about my grandfather's life. not mine. He saved us from a different life and gave us a better life when I was only 1 and my mother needed to make a change in her living situation. Things were not working out for us down in New Orleans with my father. So she technically kidnapped us and brought us up to NJ where my grandfather met us at the airplane. From there he looked after me - without me knowing I was being looked after. He was my saving grace in many ways and I will always be grateful to him for the normalcy he gave us in his home.
Frank Hart always looked up to his brother. Their father, killed in a drunken gun duel, their unreliable mother having abandoned them - these two discarded boys make their way out of the Deep South, surfacing thousands of miles away in New York City as two well-educated young men in the Great Depression. These are the epic tales of my late grandfather’s early days with his beloved brother, James.