Call me Eliyahu

Dear Reader I was born in 1945 in an Army hospital in the Midwest when the embers of those burned in the gas chambers of Europe were still warm. I was told that my mother's family in Belarus and my father's family in Ukraine had all just been murdered for the crime of being born Jewish. Luckily, my older brother with whom I shared my bedroom was the last Jew allowed to legally leave from Nazi Germany. Wanting to fight evil, I became a political activist who was thrown into a jail in Mississippi. While wanting to learn more about the more humane socialistic communes of East Africa, I was charged by a hippopotamus in Uganda. And wanting to find idyllic peace while camping on the Big Island of Hawaii, I was engulfed by a tsunami. The reader is invited to hitch a ride on this rampage where I challenge barriers, cross boundaries, and flout conventions. After having a moment of ego dissolution, I declared myself enlightened. Only after I realized that this was a false awakening did the space open up to write this book. Elliott ?????