The author went through the many phases of his life with a glint in his eye, a sense of humor, and a practical approach to life. An Intelligence Analyst in the Army Counter Intelligence Corps, a public accountant, a federal prosecutor, and defense attorney in white collar and antitrust criminal, civil, and class action matters and cases, he recounts the strange and hilarious things that occurred in each of these phases, No heroics, just a lot of humorous and weird stuff while growing up and avoiding cops in the South Bronx, starting at an early age with the Wonder Bread catastrophe, surviving in the Army, losing a Buick Roadmaster in the fierce winter winds of Trieste, getting though night law school, becoming a federal prosecutor in New York, Hawaii, and Cleveland, adjusting to dealing with clients as a defense attorney and partner in a prominent law firm, going to the mattresses during hostile corporate takeovers, experiencing the unusual in his world travel adventures (including being pushed around by a large male gorilla, being arrested in Zimbabwe, and sleeping with Scotland's ewes), and finally, in retirement, being introduced to and attempting to master the terrible game of golf.