A quick update: The final PROOF is being printed as I am typing this. I hope you will like the story I have written you.
Here is a brief something special for you. A brief excerpt from Spandau Guard, chapter 16:
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“MAIL CALL!” Sergeant Joridan, the company supply sergeant, yelled.
Two of the sweetest words ever uttered in the history of the modern military. However, during the holidays those words are doubly sweet. During the holidays, there is a greater chance that you will receive a package from home with all sorts of goodies inside the boxes. At first, a few packages came in but nothing like today. It was as if Santa had to make two trips. There were all sorts of boxes in all sorts of sizes. However, there was one box that I was looking and waiting for. I had been looking for that box since the holiday season started. It was a box shipped with love from my other Nana.
My grandmother would usually send me a box full of pan de polvo cookies. No matter where in the world I was, there they would be. They would arrive a little before Christmas and I would make those sweet little treasures last until at least St. Valentine’s Day. I could taste the homemade love in those crumbly, cinnamon-anise infused delicacies that reminded me of my childhood in south Texas. Oh, she knew how to take care of her oldest grandchild.
“Ledesma!”
There it was! I started making my way past the orgy of paper, boxes, and gluttony and in a few minutes, I would be enjoying those wonderful, delicious, wholesome, wait a second. What? A letter. All that Sgt. Joridan hands me is a letter. I look at the front and it is a letter from my bank back home. I open it. A folding calendar. Talk about being let down. I want cookies. I do not need a calendar to remind me that I do not have cookies. I hang my head low, turn to make a beeline towards my bunk.
“Ledesma! Where you going? You also have a package.”
My predication came true. A few minutes later, I was tearing into the first dozen of those bite size givers of life. The sweetness and spice all rolled into a cookie with cinnamon and sugar sprinkled on top. It was like a holiday miracle I could see grown men reduced to children again. Biting into sugar cookies with ornamental frosting, snicker doodles, chocolate chip cookies, thumbprint cookies, and of course gingerbread cookies. Those were just the ones that I could see.
Unfortunately, it was almost time to get ready to go on duty...
Here is a brief something special for you. A brief excerpt from Spandau Guard, chapter 16:
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“MAIL CALL!” Sergeant Joridan, the company supply sergeant, yelled.
Two of the sweetest words ever uttered in the history of the modern military. However, during the holidays those words are doubly sweet. During the holidays, there is a greater chance that you will receive a package from home with all sorts of goodies inside the boxes. At first, a few packages came in but nothing like today. It was as if Santa had to make two trips. There were all sorts of boxes in all sorts of sizes. However, there was one box that I was looking and waiting for. I had been looking for that box since the holiday season started. It was a box shipped with love from my other Nana.
My grandmother would usually send me a box full of pan de polvo cookies. No matter where in the world I was, there they would be. They would arrive a little before Christmas and I would make those sweet little treasures last until at least St. Valentine’s Day. I could taste the homemade love in those crumbly, cinnamon-anise infused delicacies that reminded me of my childhood in south Texas. Oh, she knew how to take care of her oldest grandchild.
“Ledesma!”
There it was! I started making my way past the orgy of paper, boxes, and gluttony and in a few minutes, I would be enjoying those wonderful, delicious, wholesome, wait a second. What? A letter. All that Sgt. Joridan hands me is a letter. I look at the front and it is a letter from my bank back home. I open it. A folding calendar. Talk about being let down. I want cookies. I do not need a calendar to remind me that I do not have cookies. I hang my head low, turn to make a beeline towards my bunk.
“Ledesma! Where you going? You also have a package.”
My predication came true. A few minutes later, I was tearing into the first dozen of those bite size givers of life. The sweetness and spice all rolled into a cookie with cinnamon and sugar sprinkled on top. It was like a holiday miracle I could see grown men reduced to children again. Biting into sugar cookies with ornamental frosting, snicker doodles, chocolate chip cookies, thumbprint cookies, and of course gingerbread cookies. Those were just the ones that I could see.
Unfortunately, it was almost time to get ready to go on duty...
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Thank you for your time.
David Guerra
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AIR BRIDGE BERLIN & DOUGHBOY CITY is the historical fiction work for author, David G. Guerra. He has previously published "The Walking Leader" and is working on the next book in his Walking Leader trilogy of books, "Great To Follow" with "We, The Team" as the last book.
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The next book in the Occupied Berlin series is SPANDAU GUARD coming October 2014.
