About the Author

  I was born in New York City in 1952, the oldest of five children, of Italian decent. My mother immigrated  from Italy at 15 years old. My father is native to New York. Both did not have much education my father dropped out of school in the eighth grade to help support his mother and three sisters at their apartment in Brooklyn.

My parents struggled with raising children as much as they have struggled with their own existence. Most of my childhood memories recall my father leaving home after arguments with my mother to that one day he never returned.

  My mother faced the toil of working a full time job and raising five children on her own, and ever since I can remember, I always helped with what ever she needed me to do, and together we always seemed to move forward.  I  graduated  high school in 1970. Later I received a scholarship for cosmetology college and very proudly obtained my state license.

I married at twenty and was blessed with my only child, Tiffany. Life couldn’t be better I thought, until two years later I found out that my husband was having an affair and was to have a child with another woman. After the divorce, with my young daughter in hand, we started down our faithful road for a new life together.

  I  received welfare and felt ashamed of  the position I was in. Not long after that I picked up the pieces, I put my skills to the test and started my own beauty business , bought my first home, and raised my daughter as a single parent the best anyone could.

 Today I am happily married and just recently placed my mother in a senior living home after taking care of her again for some time, she‘s in good hands and doing fine.  Now that I’m fifty four my dreams are becoming more vivid and reflect the passions that drive me to achieve destiny in my goals.

  A part of my life for twenty two years, I have been dedicated to painting oils on canvas. I have thirty five works of art that I have kept to myself and am now begining to share them with the art world .  They were all created as innocent signs of peace, mostly as a child might see life through their own eyes.

 Ten years of my life were spent working for a corporation that employed individuals to work as teams for gaming jackpots at Indian casinos around the country. All the winnings that the teams would bring in went to the corporation and the “team members” got paid by the hour. Long days and nights, sometimes three to four at once were spent  trying to win the jackpots.

During those years I witnessed large winnings and successful times riddled with greed, hardship, suffering and loss, for most that entertained and frequented the casinos.  I could never before claim to be a writer, but this book, “Jack Pot Chasers”, would write itself.  My message as a spiritual person to all, God bless the world, and to all of His children.

      Linda Mungerson Palmer