This morning, I was blessed to have a “bucket list” moment as a writer, when I saw a young man pulling The Holocaust Engine off the shelves at the Wylie Urban Farm and Market in Wylie, TX. He skimmed the front and back covers and turned to his mother about buying it. I decided to introduce myself and we talked a bit about the series. He left with a personalized copy, and a few pictures, courtesy of his mother. In return, I left with one of my childhood writing dreams fulfilled, courtesy of a stranger. I wish that young man all the best and hope he finds his own dreams one day!