The Book "Dreamer" is about a young boy Mike from Northern Ontario who had to grow up fast and hard to survive back in the late fifties. His life took many twists and turns. Not many of which that were good. As you follow along on his journey of life with him, it will be impossible not to feel as if you are right there with him. Experiencing his life as he had right beside him, with every trial and tribulation. He may even need your help along the way? Dreamer will be an unforgettable reading experience that will make you both laugh as well as cry with the young boy from Northern Ontario........ You could barely tell where the shore stopped and the ice started. It all blended together because it was covered in snow. So it all looked the same. No starting point, no ending point. Not like when you looked out towards Lake Superior. You could tell where the water stopped and the ice began to form. The water actually looked scary, unforgiving. Similar to what you would imagine a living giant sea monster would be hiding in. Like some kind of serpent would be part of. Then all of a sudden take shape. Reach up and grab you! Never to be seen again because it would never give you back once you were with it. Like the song years later by Gordon Light Foot. The song about the Edmund Fitzgerald. Superior they say never gives up her dead...Mike. After thinking all of this stuff to scare the living shit out of himself. Then, he proceeded to walk down to the skaters. To the right . Away from Superior. Checking over his shoulder periodically to make sure nothing had changed. In the way of Superior trying to sneak up on him. When he reached the other kids no one paid him any mind. No one even noticed him. So he thought. Feeling a little sorry for himself as anyone would have. Everyone skating, laughing and having a gay old time and him standing there like a lump. He started to wonder around out of boredom. Make a snow ball. Toss it at nothing but a little more snow. Look at the tree tops and see the birds. Begin wondering how the hell they don't freeze to death in the winter. All the time wondering aimlessly towards....... You guessed it. Superior! He was making his own trail for no one had ever walked here in these very steps. Mike liked the idea that he was walking, where no man had ever walked. His little rain boots were the only tracks in that snow. Mike was kinda like the explorers he had heard about that had gone where nobody had gone before. He was one right now too. Just a little smaller scale. Mike could hear the voices of the skaters ringing in his ears but for some reason they sounded, barely audible. He paid no mind. Walked a little farther and now the voices were definitely not right. You don't scream like that if you are having fun. So Mike turned back to see just what the hell all the commotion was about. As he stopped and turned back he heard it! Even at a young age you know that sound. You know that sound because it sends a cold chill right through you. For a split second the warmth leaves your entire body. HE HEARD THE ICE CRACK! Then he felt the snow under his feet give just ever so slightly. He looked up to see some people with their hands up to their mouths to look like giant O's. Screaming at him to come back. Again he notice there breath coming out in a white cloud. then blown away by the wind. More importantly he noticed the urgency in which they were calling him to come back. While others waved their arms madly in giant circular motions towards the tree line behind them. Away from Superior. It was at that point everything felt so calm. Almost dizzying. Everything slow and crystal clear. The people were so far away now. With their bright colored clothes and their hands all to their mouths yelling for him to come back. He turned his head slowly back to look over his sh