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STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: The Perks of Being a Doctor's Kid
STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: The Perks of Being a Doctor's Kid
STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: The Perks of Being a Doctor's Kid
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STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: The Perks of Being a Doctor's Kid

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The Lost Chronicles hits home with the teenage genius search for truth in all of us.

Ernest Hemingway's first wife lost a suitcase full of prized manuscripts on a trip home from Paris. These missing stories were never to be seen again. Who knows what literary classics that suitcase may have contained?

In the imagination of this author have been found those missing memoirs—a series of twelve exciting adventures, with more to come, found by way of "biographic fantasy noir." "The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway" unveil his earliest, most fascinating adventure stories, and monologues read like eaves-dropping while he unloads in his priest's confessional booth.The author imagines what the childhood and teenage life of Ernest Hemingway in Petoskey must have been like.

This stylish series of young adult novels reveals literary merit, fine design, and strong kid-relevance. Filled with unbridled Victorian romance, adventure, betrayal, parent-sibling drama, and tribal temptations tastefully presented like a cathartic, primal glimpse into one, very troubled, sub-conscious.

History comes alive in these historical adventure stories!

"The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway" is indeed the perfect platform on which to expose those early, deeply gnarled roots of America's most analyzed, literary bad boy.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherDavid Wyant
Release dateJun 7, 2012
ISBN9781476290874
STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: The Perks of Being a Doctor's Kid
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David Wyant

David Henry Wyant, M.Ed. was born in Rogers City Michigan, just 60 miles directly east of Petoskey, along Lake Huron. He graduated with honors from RCHS in 1959 during a time when most young Americans strongly felt the need to do what they could to beat Russia into outer space. At seventeen, he drew rocket plans for NASA.A graduate of Concordia Univ. Chicago(BA) and Wayne State Univ. Detroit, MI,(MA), Mr. Wyant taught elementary school for 30 years specializing in Art. He worked on a team which wrote the state Art curriculum for Florida.Author Wyant currently enjoys visits with his daughter, Lisa Luebke (wife of Randall), five grandchildren and one great grandchild who all live nearby in Boyne City, Michigan. Experiencing Petoskey's north woods will never be the same after you read, "The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway." "The Town that Haunted Hemingway"..."Side Door to Heaven for Hemingway"Mr. Wyant's previous books were environmental in nature:"A Compilation of Poems", Landscape painting with words"My Petoskey Stones"(192 pages regional poems) Extolling the natural beauty of Petoskey, MI"The Town that Haunted Hemingway." Extensive research of Hemingway’s youth in Petoskey area."Art Curriculum, State of FL." What every child should know about Art, K-12Mr. Wyant is available for readings of his books, writer's workshops and readings of his unique regional poetry.

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    STOLEN IN PARIS - David Wyant

    STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway

    Book 4: The Perks of Being a Doctor's Kid

    Published by David Henry Wyant at Smashwords

    Copyright 2012 David Henry Wyant

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    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1: The Perks of Being a Doctor's Kid

    Chapter 2: Laundry at Walloon

    Chapter 3: Close Calls

    Chapter 4: That Flying Machine

    Chapter 5: Barn Storming

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    Chapter 1: The Perks of Being a Doctor's Kid

    Being Doc Hemingway's kid has its perks. Ursula, Sunny, and I regularly cruise the lake shore cottages selling whatever we can from our Longfield garden. In gratitude for Pop's doctoring, they buy from us. I figured out a way to also sell blocks of ice from our ice house. Wes Dilworth and I built a wooden box to fit our launch, filled it with saw-dust (which is plentiful and free at the sawmill), and folks are delighted to get fresh ice delivered right to their Walloon Lake docks.

    Now, if we could only supply lemons and limes for their mixed drinks and lemonade, we would have a bonanza, but citrus is a rare commodity up in Northern Michigan due to us being in this boondock location and the roads being so bad.

    Rail transport is a hoot for passengers but for some reason the larger cities snag all the citrus before we get any way up here. Sure could go for a nice juicy orange.

    Sometimes the great physician takes me along on his local doctoring visits. Last week I observed while he dressed an Indian's gunshot wound. Tribal justice up north is swift and final, but sometimes drunkenness can mess with their aim. This was the case, for when we arrived, that unfortunate brave had a large load of buckshot in his backside. Father picked out as much shot as he could find with his tweezers, then washed and swabbed the wound (or I should say wounds, 'cause his whole buttock was peppered) with my Pop's rubbin' alcohol. Not the drinkin kind..

    The Indian never complained, in fact

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