To weep. . .
To laugh. . .
To grieve. . .
To dance. . .
To laugh. . .
To grieve. . .
To dance. . .
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| And The Whippoorwill Sang |
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| Click here to read Ms. Peluso's Press Release and more information of this heartfelt memoir. |
. . .And the Whippoorwill Sang by Micki Peluso
For those of you who could never imagine having to say good-bye to a special loved one, especially a precious
young child, take the time to read And the Whippoorwill Sang. Prepare yourself to laugh hysterically one moment,
to yourself or even out-loud, and then sink into your seat with consolation as you embark upon a twenty-two year
journey through the lives of Micki and Butch, as seen through Micki’s eyes.
The author, Micki Peluso, has a true gift for storytelling. It is genuinely difficult to set the book down once you begin
to identify with its characters; you wish to read on and on. It was a rocky beginning for the couple, as we become
onlookers into their personal lives just entering into adulthood, but you are soon to identify that this precious couple
were blessed with the instincts of survival.
There are two journals intertwined within the pages of . . .And the Whippoorwill Sang; one that spans two decades
of the couple’s trials and triumphs clearly chronicled by historic date, and another that spans a shorter, ten-day
journey that, had you personally been there, and you feel you are as you read on, would seem to last an eternity.
I encourage you to get your copy and find a quiet place to absorb Micki’s personal true-life memories, the memories
which urge us to Weep, to Laugh, to Grieve, to Dance.
John M. Evans
National Victim Services Training Manager
Mothers Against Drunk Driving - MADD
511 E. John Carpenter Freeway, Suite 700
Irving, Texas 75062
469-420-4564 Direct Line
877-MADD-HELP Victim/Survivor Helpline
Please support the Campaign to Eliminate Drunk Driving. Read about the campaign at www.madd.org.
A note from the author. . .
I cordially invite you to read about my memories of being mother of six willfull, lively and loving children. Our family’s
story spans over three decades, between 1959 through 1982. As you turn each page of , , , And The Whippoorwill
Sang, my sincere hope is that you will come to know my six children, all a year or two apart, our joy and sorrow—
when tragidy stikes and suddenly there was only five.
As you view our family up close and personal through their hilarity, triumphs and failures—and for the losses;
especially the big loss, I hope you will agree with other readers that. . . And The Whippoorwill Sang is not a eulogy
of death; rather it is a celebration of life, multi-layered with tales within tales. Its words sing of laugher, weep
through sorrow and leads to the path of survival.
Best wishes,
Micki Peluso
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