So one of my friends is a novelist, Bill Rivers, or rather he's a young man with a career in D.C. who's written a novel about kids growing up in Pennsylvania in '68, getting involved in one way & another in the turmoil of America at that time. It's a good summer read & I am looking forward to reviewing it. Buy it, read it, you'll thank me & you'll be happy to help a young conservative who puts his talent to work which our side seldom rewards (link to Amazon). Well, I'm writing now because Bill & I met today, we walked around Capitol Hill & I asked him about himself, thinking about how I might introduce him on a show or in a review, but his life story is too earnest to be believable; the phrase, I believe, is all-American. Read his novel, you’ll grow to like the author just from the page…
Let me just give you the quick official bio about his work: "Bill Rivers grew up along the creeks of the Brandywine Valley in Delaware & Pennsylvania. He earned an MPA from the University of Pennsylvania as a Truman Scholar, one of sixty national awards given annually for a career in public service. Bill worked in the US Senate before serving as speechwriter for SecDef Jim Mattis, developing classified & unclassified messages on national security & traveling throughout Asia, Europe, the Middle East, & the Americas. He & his family live outside Washington, DC, where he still keeps a piece of a crashed fighter jet they found in the hills of southeastern Pennsylvania."