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Part memoir, part warm-hearted journey through the life and musical career of Thomas McClary, Heart and Soul is an intense and inspirational story of a man who unselfishly sacrificed himself in the name of music and erasing hatred with love.
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Tony Vendetti dreams of going "thru the chairs" at the Briar Ridge Yacht Club -- becoming Rear Commodore, then Vice Commodore, and finally Commodore. But to be elected Rear Commodore, he needs his wife to campaign for him. And to successfully fulfill the duties of any of these positions, he needs her undying support and active participation. Carole Dee's debut novel describes this three-year journey through the eyes of Mrs. Vendetti, who shares in the adventures despite an unwritten rule that women cannot be members of the club. Complete with politics, sex, boating, and camaraderie,Thru the Chairsoffers a ride you won't soon forget.
White-Jacket; or The World in a Man-of-War is the fifth book by Herman Melville. The book is based on the author's fourteen months' service in the United States Navy, aboard the frigate USS Neversink.
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THE JACKET. It was not a very white jacket, but white enough, in all conscience, as the sequel will show. The way I came by it was this. When our frigate lay in Callao, on the coast of Peru—her last harbour in the Pacific—I found myself without a grego, or sailor's surtout; and as, toward the end of a three years' cruise, no pea-jackets could be had from the purser's steward: and being bound for Cape Horn, some sort of a substitute was indispensable; I employed myself, for several days, in manufacturing an outlandish garment of my own devising, to shelter me from the boisterous weather we were so soon to encounter. It was nothing more than a white duck frock, or rather shirt: which, laying on deck, I folded double at the bosom, and by then making a continuation of the slit there, opened it lengthwise—much as you would cut a leaf in the last new novel. The gash being made, a metamorphosis took place, transcending any related by Ovid. For, presto! the shirt was a coat!—a strange-looking coat, to be sure; of a Quakerish amplitude about the skirts; with an infirm, tumble-down collar; and a clumsy fullness about the wristbands; and white, yea, white as a shroud. And my shroud it afterward came very near proving, as he who reads further will find. But, bless me, my friend, what sort of a summer jacket is this, in which to weather Cape Horn? A very tasty, and beautiful white linen garment it may have seemed; but then, people almost universally sport their linen next to their skin.