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Devastating family drama, abandonment, and drugs are balanced with laugh-out-loud humor that will keep you turning pages. You'll laugh, cry, and be left begging for more. The story begins with an episode that occurred in 1974. When Tom Bross (age 12) experiences a sudden move from Davis to San Anselmo to live with their God Family. Just two months later they move back to Davis with no place to live. His brother and sisters are dropped off at their friend's houses.

The average American has thirteen jobs in a lifetime. Tom Bross has had at least forty. Don't worry—this is only Book One. You should know up front that this book is a pathetic, self-indulgent journey through a topic generally hated by everyone. Work. And he hopes you love it. He's been a pot-scrubber, a porter, a pizza guy, and a dancing genie. He's had a boss who fired him, a boss who mentored him, and a boss whose mixed-up metaphors drove him crazy. He sent out a résumé with a photo of himself bursting out of a walnut shell—caption: That's me in a nutshell—and somehow it worked.

The story fast forwards to 1996 when a suspicious death in the family leaves the fate of two young boys in the hands of Tom’s dysfunctional family. Tom, the quintessential lifetime bachelor, and geeky Don Draper is thrust headfirst back into the mayhem of his family’s hippie lifestyle.

In this final episode of this memoir series, Tom, the lifetime bachelor, takes in his two young nephews to keep his sister's children in the family. The enormous challenges of this sudden and abrupt change leads to life-altering changes.

The average American has thirteen jobs in a lifetime. Tom Bross has had at least forty. This is Book Three, where the dust starts to settle. You should know up front that this is the one with the happy ending—though Tom would call it more of a mostly-survived ending, which feels more honest anyway. At ten, he was a drug mule for his hippie mother and got busted by a bike cop for riding on the wrong side of the street. Not for the drugs. The drugs were fine. At twenty, he came home from four months of backpacking through Europe to find his first love had taken up with a poet, which was rude.

Remember when your friends were everything and a new song was enough to blow your mind? Take a fabulous flashback trip to the late 70s with a group of teens working at a semi-dysfunctional family-owned lodge near Yosemite National Park. Relive an era in which you were in search of yourself as much as the next party. You'll go skinny dipping at midnight, disco dance under the stars, play pranks on your friends, and beer-bong your way down the Merced River. Some are running away from their regular lives, others are victims of their own runaway hormones.

The average American has thirteen jobs in a lifetime. Tom Bross has had at least forty. This is Book Two, where things start coming apart. You should know up front that the train comes a little off the rails in this one. There's a paycheck that doubles overnight and a CEO who eventually doubles as a federal inmate. There's a dot-com that collapses, and an engagement at Disneyland, which is not the happiest place on earth. He restocked first-aid cabinets out of a beat-up van across Eastern Washington, one knuckle bandage at a time.