Summary
For most potential buyers, Franklin Manor was just a run-down old house, half-buried in Adirondack snow. But to erstwhile professor Butch Regent, Franklin Manor was a beacon of hope. He would buy it, renovate it, and turn it into an artists' retreat. Franklin Manor would make his gray and unsatisfactory life bright and meaningful. But not without a life-and-death struggle. Nuns and tuberculosis patients and other former residents make a Christmas return from the dead to save the house and the old man from destruction. It’s a two-hankie, deep-snow Christmas story of despair versus hope.
“A totally shameless tear-jerker, a gem of the Christmas genre.”
- Dale Hobson, poet - The Water I Carry
”Preachers will find a wealth of sermon material at Franklin Manor.”
- Rev. Dr. Dean Foose, Princeton Theological Seminary (ret)
About the Author
Paul Willcott is a lapsed Texan with a Ph.D. in foreign language education and a law degree. He has lived in Baghdad, Tehran, Amman, London, Hong Kong, Zurich, Washington, D.C., and elsewhere. He now divides his time between Manhattan and the village of Saranac Lake in the Adirondack Mountains.
