Growing up in Clintonville, a small town in east central Wisconsin, during World War II provided Ray Hoffman with great fodder for stories to tell his children and grandchildren. Whether it was the time he ended up miraculously unhurt after being run over by a car (but lying about it when he arrived home crying) or pulling some shenanigans around town, his stories are full of fun, wit and wisdom. This book, which he started writing in 2002, chronicles...