Carroll Ellis
When Pete Boggs becomes manager of Premier Chemicals, he''s his Dads boss. No one could be prouder or happier than the dad. Pete proves to you how a boy of humble beginnings with a lot of help from others, can become a most respected person in the business world. As fortune finds him, he never forgets the help he got, and passes it on. The subtle way in which he pays back the good fortune that''s come his way will make wish he was your next door neighbor. By sharing everything, including their bodies, this group maintains a friendship that most anyone would enjoy.
In this first publishing by the author, he attempts to convey that through trust and compassion, people of different backgrounds can meld into a group that can succeed at both work and play.
Pete, a Hispanic orphan of the most modest means, had a driving desire to get a college education and make something if himself. The way this comes about is a heartwarming story with the only mystery being what crazy antics his adoptive mother and her best friend would think of next. There''s plenty of sex and a few times for tears, but the story tries to show that good friends can work together and play together while each pursue their separate goals in life. It''s light reading to make you smile.
It had been one of those perfect Colorado Sundays. It was warm and sunny, with occasional huge puffy white clouds that could be watched for hours drifting, lazily, slowly, and free. Free and lazy; that’s how we felt, as we enjoyed a very old Clark Gable movie on TV, the we, to whom I refer to, are myself Sue, my husband Ken, our best friends Trixie and Wayne and our two kids Susan and K.E.
Trixie and Wayne live two doors over in our plain middle class neighborhood in west Lakewood. The guys met while in the service. Though both grew up in the Denver area, they went to different schools. They became fast (in more ways than one) friends and to this day the four of us are inseparable. I was just thinking how typical today was.
The guys mowed the lawns this morning then washed their cars. Trixie and I puttered around the house and enjoyed our Sunday paper. The kids went to the pool swimming and we all enjoyed a cookout this evening in our back yard.
Activities usually, but not always, are at our house because the kids are in and out with their friends. Susan is ten and K.E. eight so, their activities are getting plentiful.
This Clark Gable movie is quite romantic. Ken and Wayne are on the couch with me in between. Trixie is in the big wingback chair, her feet tucked under, dozing and working on the crossword puzzle from the paper. I’m stretched out with my head on Kens lap and my feet on Wayne’s. Clark is kissing the leading lady as only Clark can, Wayne is massaging my feet, which he is quite good at and I’m starting to wish the movie would finish so they would go home and I could get Ken alone. With Wayne at my feet, Clark on the screen and Ken’s heart beating in my ear, I can hardly keep from squirming. Boy, glad the kids went to bed early. That’s usually the case after a few hours in the pool.
