Author Biography

James Gorman has earned a B.A. (Government and International Relations) and a Juris Doctorate degrees. He has been a non-union worker as a framing carpenter, a residential roofer, a builder of insulated concrete form (icf) walls, and a handyman. He has been a member of the International Brotherhood of Laborers and Hod Carriers (heavy and highway construction), the International Brotherhood of Carpenters and Joiners, the International Brotherhood of Roofers and Underground Waterproofers, the Teamsters Union (as a furniture mover), and the OPEIU (the Organization of Professional Employees International Union, as a hypnotist (the same union as represents doctors and nurses). He has been a "content hypnotist" since July 1994. He has been an able-body seaman aboard "St. Jude's Kid" (a 25 ft. water line sloop-rigged, center cockpit, forward and after cabins, retractable keel -- from 5' 7 in. to 3' 7 in. with 42 cranks of the gearing) which is owned and captained by Jim Cukrowicz. During one sea cruise, we rescued two men from the Gulf Stream (Roland Narango, a fishing captain guide from Cuba via Nicaragua, and Mick Prefontaine, a jet setter fisherman from the Miami area) who had been adrift for 3 days and 2 nights. On another sea cruise "St. Jude's Kid" became the first U.S. sailing vessel to legally moor at Hemingway Marina (West of Havana) since January 1, 1959 when Fidel Castro overthrew Fulgencio Batista and became dictator of Cuba. (We did not learn this until several years later.) The author is an herbalist. He is healthy and health conscious. He spends his time on Earth, though occasionally upon the sea, and sometimes he is otherworldly. He has died of carbon monoxide poisoning while on a crew building a room addition on the home of the Sullivan's in Erskine Manor. His mother did not "let me pass." Instead, to spite his mother's interference with his destiny of enjoying blissful forever's in the Great Beyond, he published this book (with help from Amazon's Create Space). This book was written fifteen years before the author's untimely death while he was vacationing in a cell in the Dallas County Jail. And the rest, as is said, is merely "fluff."