|About the Book|
Richard Remington’s career as a time traveling historian, working out of present day 21st century, but under the sponsorship and guidance of his mentors in the 49th century, had been interesting and largely successful.The trouble was, Richard couldnMoreRichard Remington’s career as a time traveling historian, working out of present day 21st century, but under the sponsorship and guidance of his mentors in the 49th century, had been interesting and largely successful.The trouble was, Richard couldn’t seem to stay out of trouble. A few unfortunate events landed him in the less than kindly care and keeping of a US Army World War II POW camp in Great Britain. When he regained consciousness after being shot in the head, on one of the beaches of Normandy, France in the year 1944, he didn’t know who he was or why he was there the day before the D Day invasion.The camp commander thought he was a spy. It may have had something to do with his ill-fated choice of attire. Unfortunately, spies were summarily executed during war time and Richard Remington was at the top of that commander’s list. Even time traveling historians could have bad days upon occasion. If an invitation to his own hanging wasn’t bad enough, his timing apparatus was either lost, stolen or destroyed. Will he survive? Only time will tell.Barbara, Richard’s long-time love in the 21st century and his friends from the 49th century all knew he was in trouble somewhere, but his tracking beacon had failed. Richard Remington was lost somewhere in time, with no apparent trace. Moreover, it was feared he was injured or worse . . . dead.Just when things couldn’t seem to get any worse for Richard Remington, the only ever 21st century time traveler, he found himself in hot water with the Board of Directors at the Timing Institute in the 49th century.RICHARD’S WAR is the third segment of the continuing saga of Richard Remington’s adventures. During his first visit to the future, amongst many other things, he was granted the gift of longevity. That particular aspect of his life has shown a troublesome down-side. His relatives were all dead. Barbara, the lady he’d been with so long, had grown old, but he himself had not.Although, chronologically, he was well over 100, he wasn’t burdened by those years. There was an obvious emotional conflict. He couldn’t abandon Barbara. He still loved her, but he had needs . . . the needs of any healthy man of a much younger age.