I am a story teller. I tell my stories to my friends and family. I tell them so often that I repeat myself. It got to the place that when I started to tell my stories, my friends and family held up their hands with one, two or three fingers held erect. The number of fingers indicated how many times they had heard that story. Since my stories have a basis in fact, although sometimes embellished, I have a finite number of stories to tell. My wife, who has heard all my stories more times than she has fingers and toes, told me I needed a wider audience. I needed to write a book. "MEMOIRS OF A RED NECK GEARHEAD" is that book.