From the Publisher:
Joe describes himself as "an upbeat, offbeat observer of the human tragicomedy who has made peace with most of his personal devils and formed a passionate alliance with the others." We tend to concur with his self-analysis.

From the Author:
I started writing well over a half-century ago on the wall of Doc Levinson's Pharmacy in North Philadelphia, prompting him to predict that I'd end up scrawling graffiti on a prison parapet. Over the years, I ground out business articles, seminars, tapes, films and training programs on sales, management and human motivation to help support extensive investments in livestock (eight children). My current book, Like Klockwork, was written for fun and catharsis.

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Excerpts from "Like Klockwork..."

It serves no purpose to make your followers feel inferior. Chances are, they have spouses, teen-agers, mothers-in-law and/or cats at home who can do the job quite effectively.

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It is the absence of immediate and compelling goals that leads to boredom, low energy, pessimism, depression and despair, among a heap of other unpleasant conditions. The worst affliction in life is neither pain, nor poverty, nor misfortune, nor the perfidy of others, because all of these have been met and defeated by those with a determination to do so. The ultimate scourge is purposelessness -- a pervading realization that one's life has no value to the world. Fortunately, it afflicts only those who *choose* to have no purpose.

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The measure of our future success and happiness will not be the quality of the cards we are dealt by unseen hands, but the poise and wisdom with which we play them. Choose to play each hand to the best of your ability without wasting the time or energy it takes to complain about either the cards or the dealer or the often unfair rules of the game. Play both the winning and the losing hands as best you can, then fold the cards and ante up for the next deal!

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A group of refugees was planning to flee a war zone by hiking over a most rugged mountain range. As they were leaving, a weak old man and a pale, sickly young women carrying a baby asked the group’s leader if they could make the journey with the others. The leader turned to the rest of the group and after a brief discussion they agreed to let the old man and the young mother go with them, with the understanding that the men would take turns carrying the baby but the old man and the young woman were on their own.

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Several days into the difficult journey, the old man fell to the ground exhausted and pleaded with the others to leave him behind to die. Facing the harsh realities of survival, the others reluctantly agreed to leave the old man. Just as they turned to leave, the young sickly mother took her baby from the arms of one of the men and placed the baby in the arms of the old man. "It’s your turn to carry the baby," she said, before turning and walking away. After several minutes up the mountain trail, the young mother looked back and saw the old man stumbling along with the baby in his arms.