BOOK EXCERPT

Time stood still.  I was neither in the past nor contemplating the future.  A point had been reached in my life where I realized there is a planned purpose to destiny.  The individual cannot change the hour and only in rare moments of solitude is truth revealed.  We must all face each chapter without fear or contemplation of the final hour.  I left behind a group of newfound friends forever. I would never see any of them again.  At the behest of a coldly illogical RAF body, my destiny was unfolding but the plan was not all their shaping. (p. 181)