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Tree of Wonders debuts this summer

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first remember reciting Joyce Kilmer’s “Trees” some time during elementary

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school. I don’t know why it was my choice, other than it was short, had a rhythmic flow and represented my love of one of Mother Nature’s most precious guardians. In those days, there was nothing I liked better than climbing to the top of a regal tree and watching the world from afar.
     I was lucky to be raised in rural Ohio, a country boy. The Guy homestead stretched over 12 acres, most of which was populated by maple, poplar, beach, oak and elm trees. I also had access to the countryside that surrounded my family home, acres and acres of forests that begged exploration. Before I reached adolescence, I knew every square inch of that land, including in which trees bees liked to store their honey, which branches regularly supported bird nests and where I could see the farthest from the strongest branches. I spent many hours defending my tree fortifications from imaginary enemies and my older brother and his friends. It was a wonderful place to grow up, even though I didn't appreciate it fully then.  

   As an adult, I understand the importance
 


 of trees to our world and view them more fondly than ever. Of course, my travels have introduced me to scores of different species – the Catalpa or cigar tree, the Osage Orange used by Native Americans to make bows and arrows, the poisonous Buckeye, countless fruit trees, glorious Palms and rambling Banyans. I could go on and on because there are more than one thousand species of trees in North America. Next to the mighty Redwoods and Sequoias of California,

     I don’t know if there is any tree more intriguing than the majestic Live Oaks that populate the Southeastern United States. Their far-reaching branches and enduring presence have captivated my imagination and given birth to “Tree of Wonders.” Gazing at one, I couldn't help but ask: What could a 500-year-old tree tell you if it could communicate? 

     "Tree of Wonders" takes an historical look at  northern Florida and Flagler County, as told to a young teen by one of those majestic Live Oaks that now sits at Waterfront Park. I hope you’ll find it entertaining and informative. If you doubt trees can communicate, you'd better pre-order now. It will open your mind to many wonderous things. For a preview of the first chapter, just CLICK HERE


been waiting for the final edits to be completed and suffering from flu symptoms late last year. I needed a pick-me-up and Gus showed up in just the nick of time.

     I have always been fascinated by the western genre and wanted to try my hand at it. I also wanted to write something my young grandchildren could read. A week or two later, I was sending “Run Like the Wind” off to be edited.
     These novels are sort of like the dime novels that were popular at the end of the nineteenth century; they’re short and full of action. I hope you have as much fun reading them as I do writing them. Gus quickly is becoming one of my favorite characters.


     With two “adventures” published and a third under way, I’m happy to inform you I see no end to the McIntyre series. I hope to turn out four a year until readers get tired of them. Book III will deal with lost treasure. Gus and his pal, Toots, will go on a quest for it. Of course, they’[ll have to ward off some unsavory outlaws if they expect to unearth its whereabouts.
     In 2019 and 2020, readers will discover more about the McIntyre’s unlikely migration to the New World and their fight for land and freedom in the American frontier.
     When it comes to the McIntyre Adventures, Louis L’Amore – who never heard of my young character, but would have like him, I think – said: :”For one who reads, there is no limit to the number of lives that can be lived.”

McIntyre Adventures continue

I love it when a good book swallows you up, heart and soul

he Gus McIntyre Adventure series happened quite by accident. I had 

 

​​​​​GERALD L. GUY / INDEPENDENT AUTHOR