Road Rage

As I looked out the window I could count the
telephone poles as we drove by. I had to count fast
though because, as my dad confessed himself, he drove
fast. I mean he seemed to drive faster than anyone else
and the other drivers were slow pokes. In fact, all the
other drivers had names and my dad knew them all.
For example there was “Stupid.” This guy, according to
dad’s explanation, “If he had a brain he would be
dangerous,” and probably paid someone off to get his
driver license. Then there was your “mother too”. This
is the guy that dad would glare at while passing him
doing ninety, swearing and wearing his meanest, ugly
look. If the guy said something in response that dad
didn't like, he turned and swerved toward him to scare
the bejeebies out of him. Yes, this was a day at work
with dad and we were going to our next stop.

Hell on Church Street

 

Charles Dudrey shares a story of survival in his autobiography "Hell on Church Street" taking you to the center of drama and violence as hell unfolds in his life as a young boy. You will feel like you’re standing right there as he is nearly beaten to death!

Months later in the early morning hours of a cold November day a small boy awakens to the sound of a gun fire and his mother lies mortally wounded on the kitchen floor.

During the next several years the writer endures hideous and unspeakable abuse by his father and a woman pretending to be his step mother. He lives in a state of constant horror and turmoil never knowing when his abusers will attack and strike, perhaps even killing him. It could come at any moment without warning. He is assaulted and beat unmercifully with broom handles, mop wringers, whipped with extension cords and beat repeatedly for years. In his mind he withdraws and dreams of a better life, clinging to hope that he will someday escape with his life.

Years later working as a Bounty Hunter he has found a place where he is comfortable in life, a place that is familiar. The author feels right at ease tracking down and arresting bail jumpers. Beating up and assaulting people for hire has become an occupation. Using the same techniques and methods he learned growing up, fear, violence and intimidation. He feels at home working in the streets, dark alleys and night clubs. He has learned how to live and survive how to hustle in the fast lane.  

Then right before your eyes Charles Dudrey’s life takes one big unexpected turn! You will not want to put this book down until the end!!!

Email : cwdudrey@gmail.com.com

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