A Legacy of Experience
An Autobiography
Nonfiction, Art & Architecture, Architecture, History, Biography & Memoir
| Author: | Albert Clement Stasko | ISBN: | 9781499068450 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US | Publication: | October 17, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US | Language: | English |
| Author: | Albert Clement Stasko |
| ISBN: | 9781499068450 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US |
| Publication: | October 17, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US |
| Language: | English |
This is a story about an American living through one of the most interesting periods of our countrys history, from the horse and buggy age to the technology, which led to the moon landing. It is about a man without any particular recognized talent, not ever a hero, whom one might say an Also Rana person who always tried not to hurt anyone. As with most of my contemporaries, I took the bitter with the sweet and the joy with the sorrow and desperately tried to cope with adversity while eschewing all bitterness, even when it appeared to be justified. To live, love, laugh, and, at the same time, commiserate with those of us who felt pain was my motto. Perhaps I did not contribute to society as much as I had hoped, but at least I tried to be a good contributor. Maybe my offspring and others will find it fascinating to know just how we lived in the good old days. At least they will have a record of how we lived through all the important changes. With humbleness and reverence, I offer these pages to that end.
This is a story about an American living through one of the most interesting periods of our countrys history, from the horse and buggy age to the technology, which led to the moon landing. It is about a man without any particular recognized talent, not ever a hero, whom one might say an Also Rana person who always tried not to hurt anyone. As with most of my contemporaries, I took the bitter with the sweet and the joy with the sorrow and desperately tried to cope with adversity while eschewing all bitterness, even when it appeared to be justified. To live, love, laugh, and, at the same time, commiserate with those of us who felt pain was my motto. Perhaps I did not contribute to society as much as I had hoped, but at least I tried to be a good contributor. Maybe my offspring and others will find it fascinating to know just how we lived in the good old days. At least they will have a record of how we lived through all the important changes. With humbleness and reverence, I offer these pages to that end.
