G. Egore Pitir was born a MidAmerican, of middle-class parents, grew to middling height, and received a Midwestern education. Yep, that’s him, Mr. Average in all human qualities save one, namely, an insatiable curiosity. And despite the ghostly warnings of many a dead cat, he’s let that meddlesome inquisitiveness rule his life. On his tombstone, they’ll likely write “Why?” He loves that word. “Why” allows him to consider all the other possibilities—challenge the status quo. Of course, a youngster challenging what’s commonly accepted as truth comes with risk. But, he eventually learned to channel his more acceptable “Whys” into a pursuit of the unpopular...like marrying his high school sweetheart, starting a family, and heading off to college. After graduating into the post-Vietnam, spit-on-men-in-uniform era, he became a fighter pilot. Once the movie Top Gun gave fighter pilots a groupie following, he left the USAF for an airline job. With children raised, he grabbed his high school sweetheart’s hand and started hiking amidst the grizzlies of Glacier National Park. Hiking led to mountain biking, snowshoeing, skiing, anything to keep him outside in the Rocky Mountain air. Yet, he mostly mountain biked alone, which promoted thoughts of “Why?” Why 9/11? Why Afghanistan? Why Iraq? Why the cultural clash? Those “whys” eventually led to…why not write a novel? So he did. FACE OF OUR FATHER contains decades of whys. He’s found that many readers share his questions. Perhaps asking will lead to answers. Likely not. Either way, the company sure is nice.
