Featured: Searching for Grandfather by W.L. Phillips

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Scott defies death and battles the elements and his own self-doubts to beat the odds and track down the man he so desperately wants to find.

Scott was known as a rich kid on the shores of New Jersey. But his parents are dead, and his uncle gives him seven days to get out of the house. Now he must come up with a plan to travel from New Jersey to Idaho to find his grandfather.

He buys a puppy, names it Lucky, and he’s headed west during the turbulent and unpredictable days of the nineteenth century. Scott tells the little dog, “It’s a good thing I have you, Lucky. Without you, I wouldn’t have any luck at all.”

Scott lives for a time with different Indian tribes and learns their languages, as well as their methods for tracking and hunting. As fate would have it, he winds up with an Indian bride he doesn’t want.

It’s a long trek to Idaho, Several times he is near death, but his determination to find his grandfather keeps him going.

Scott and Lucky travel across America, fighting their way through the rugged mountain terrain that leads him on toward Idaho.

He’s lost.

He’s no longer a rich kid.

He has no idea how to find his grandfather.

All he has is hope.

And it’s fading fast.

Scott battles the elements and his own self-doubts to beat the odds and track down the man he so desperately wants to find.

His only family resides high in the lonely, snow-blanketed mountains of Idaho.

But will his grandfather even want him when he arrives?

Or will he turn a stranger away from his door?

W.L. Phillips

Meet W.L. Phillips:

From the time I was a small child until now, I’ve always been the one to ask, “Why.”

Born in Northern Ohio on a dairy farm, I learned what it meant to work. In High School, my English teacher told me if I opened my book I would get a better grade. I asked her how my learning about adjectives, pronouns, and adverbs was going to help me milk the cows any better.

They never taught it in school, but I needed to be thinking about tomorrow. When I awoke every morning, I realized that today would soon be yesterday. What would I be doing tomorrow? Writing books now, I wish I had listened to my teacher yesterday.

Before I began writing my first book, my jobs took me into the outdoors with people, plants, animals, and equipment. One company had me flying all over the United States and Canada. For another company, I drove an 18-wheeler – tractor-trailer across the rivers, mountains, and valleys of our great country. I wondered why people needed to travel to Europe when there was so much country around them they had never seen. It was in their own backyard.

When I began researching genealogy on my father’s family, I found out his ancestors came from Eastern France in the mid-1800s. That started me thinking. In American History, teachers taught us about the Civil War, Lincoln’s assassination, The Louisiana Purchase, the Boston Tea Party, and the Revolutionary War.

However, they never taught us about the families who loaded their children, along with everything they still owned and sailed across the ocean to the great unknown, a place called America.

They never told us about their struggles to survive their journeys across the trails, rivers, and mountains, always trying to find a better place to live. Stories about their hardships and joys need to be told. What I write is historical fiction. I hope people who read my stories find them as enjoyable as I did while researching and writing the book.

I still love being out of doors. I live in the piney woods of East Texas, and today limit my activities to camping, fishing, hunting, and writing. I carry a notepad with me wherever I go. I never know when I’m going to find another story worthy of being told.

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