Introductions
Like a lot of people I have a daddy...only my daddy is a lot cooler than yours. He also has cancer and not to much more time left on his ride. So this is kind of dedicated to him...or rather it is dedicated to the things that he instilled in my sister and I growing up. Specifically a love for all things pulp. But dad would never, ever, call it that. He'd say "Adventures" and we all translated it to "pulp trash." And he would say "Mysteries" And he would say "Westerns" He would say "crime" And "Science Fiction" Occasionally he would throw things up a bit with words like "high Adventure" But really no matter what he called it my sister and I knew what we ere in for. We knew what kind of book he was going to read us. We knew what sort of story he was going to tell us...and if he went to rent a movie without us, we knew exactly what sort of movie he was coming ...