This is the book I’ve been writing—Barefoot and Bulletproof: The Dirty Little Glover Boys—a memoir about growing up barefoot, wild, and determined not to forget.
It’s full of:
🚲 Barefoot rides down chat piles with no brakes and even less common sense
🧠 Generational stories, scars, and the creeping shadow of dementia
👬 Brotherly chaos, porch storytellers, Sunday dinners, and one goose with a vendetta
🦍 A Gorilla that still roars from a town that no longer exists
I want to publish this book the right way—with a publisher, an audience, and momentum behind it.
But I can’t do it alone.
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💬 What Readers Have Said:
“I absolutely loved this story. Loved it. It made me cry.” —Mary Anne D.
“You’ve turned your family’s tragic pattern into fuel for creative expression and cognitive protection.” —Wes P.
“What a great tribute to your dad. I also have a dad who was a quiet Gorilla.” —Melissa McB.
If you’ve ever tried to outrun forgetting—this story is for you.
And if you want to help bring this book to life, you already have.
Let’s build something that roars.
🦍 #TheRoarMovement
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