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Anthony S. Solimine Jr.
Anthony S. Solimine Jr. was born William George Keech on November 14, 1951, on an army base to two-soldiers, mostly his mother for what she put up with from his drunken father whil...view moreAnthony S. Solimine Jr. was born William George Keech on November 14, 1951, on an army base to two-soldiers, mostly his mother for what she put up with from his drunken father while they lived deep in the swamps of the Bayou in Louisiana, making Anthony a true American-Southerner, even a designated soldier, poet, and rebel with a cause, which probably was birthed in the heart of his mother from what she suffered and then transferred to Anthony through the womb. Because of his dad’s alcoholism, Anthony and his five brothers and sisters were regretfully put up for adoption, leaving Anthony and his younger brother David to be picked by a young couple residing in Northern New Jersey to be part of their little family of two. At the age of four and three, Anthony and his brother David became sons to Mr. and Mrs. Anthony S. Solimine while unknowingly leaving a destiny to be connected to a name’s initials.
Therefore, Anthony became a Northerner by attrition and destiny. While growing up in New Jersey, Anthony’s stepmother gave him the nickname Horse for the reason she worked him that way from the age of seven and treated him roughly while doing it. In today’s vernacular, it’s known as child abuse. But Anthony’s stepmom had brain damage from a drunk-driver hit-and-run accident while Anthony was only seven, leaving her mostly exempt from responsibility. But seeing God makes all things to work to the good to those that love Him, even in the future, while they’re called according to his plan and purpose. God turned a living nightmare for Anthony into a boot camp meant for a future soldier not yet serving Jesus. Life taught him that what doesn’t kill you serves to make you stronger.
After living under the unknown ominous shadow of the initials ASS all his young adult life, it dawned on Anthony one day what those initials actually said when you stop to think about it. Being much wiser, he understood the essence. It was apparent that he’d gone from being his mother’s work, Horse, to being the proverbial Horse’s ASS to society the older he got. Thank God he was only the junior Horse’s ASS. He couldn’t fathom the possibilities of being a senior Horse’s ASS.
All kidding aside, after four decades of being a sincere born-again Christian, dad, prison inmate, theologian, and junior ASS all wrapped up in one, proving the implications of a man’s spirit, coupled to a deceptive carnal nature and his initials to be true, beyond the shadow of a doubt, Anthony found himself in need of an education that would help the Christian perspective inside him to evolve, enabling him to be able to use that evolved perspective to serve God and retire with without being a further burden to society, or knowing little if anything of importance to pass on to its heirs. Dying as a dumb-ASS on top of everything else he’d failed to do in life just wasn’t something Anthony wanted attached to his eternal resume filed in heaven, not to mention the effects it’ll have on the earthly legacy and posterity he leaves behind one way or the other. Catch my drift? There is no excuse for being ignorant in the United States. If I can go to school, pass the tests (after three tries), get a degree in English, and write a book, anyone with faith in Christ can do it. This book is proof.view less
Books by Anthony S. Solimine Jr.
“Who Said God Can’T Speak Through an Ass”: Sometimes It Takes an A.S.S. to Save a Man’S Life