A Fine September Morning
My father Ben was born in the Ukraine amidst the worst of Russia's bloody 1905 anti-Jewish riots - pogroms.  Shortly after, my grandfather Max escaped with his family to America.  A hundred years later, I returned to the Ukraine.  I paid my respects at a tombstone honoring the victims of the 1905 pogroms, and stood in the square where the Nazis in 1941 rounded up thousands of Jews and marched them off to be executed.  Had my grandparents not left Russia when they did, I might well have died in a square just like that one.  My need to connect with these grandparents I never knew arose in those moments.  A Fine September Morning is the result. It is the follow-up to my successful first novel, Goliath's Head.  Prior to beginning my writing career, I was a marketing consultant, senior corporate executive, university adjunct faculty, corporate board member, community volunteer, and an officer in the U.S. Army.  The father of a daughter and twin sons, the grandfather of seven, my wife Ann and I live with our Siberian cat, Pasha, high on a hill overlooking San Francisco Bay.