Patrick McFadden tells his story in his own words during the winter of his life surrounding his many adventures, accomplishments, and failures over the past seventy-five years of his life providing boundless reflection on what it was like growing up in central Pennsylvania on a farm where horses were boarded, attending a one room school, when neighbors living a mile away were considered family and everyone helped each other during time of need. Telephones were shared on a party line, and you had to call the local phone company owner in order to make a long-distance call. His father's farm was purchased on a handshake and Twenty-Five Dollars a month payments. The cost of groceries for a family of six was twenty-five dollars a week, Gasoline was sold for twenty-five cents a gallon, cigarettes were twenty-five cents a pack, and there was no such thing as air conditioning. As he grew older, His first but not last emergency participation was the possible melt down of the Three-Mile island Nuclear Power plant "TMI". What it was like to be executive director of a large nine-hundred and ten square mile area responsible for the safety and security of over one-half a million residents. The world during and after the attacks on nine-eleven including some little-known insight about United Airlines flight 93 which went down in Shanksville Pennsylvania.