Husband, father, grandfather, and debut author. From the mad scribbles on the back of an automotive receipt while stuck in norther Virginia traffic on interstate 95 in 2004 to edited final draft, comes a brand-new frolicking middle-grade adventure 20 years in the making. God once asked O.C. if he was in it for the long haul. He naively said yes.

 

20 years later...

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His wife often said God knew he was the dog that would never let go of the bone. His persistence is our boon.

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O.C. lives in the Washington, D.C. area with his family.