Mildred Bergman, Author, Friend and Distinguished Danny Couch Fanaddict

Mildreds' Newest Release "Too Much Was Not Enough" is Now published and available as of Fall '07. Living fast lane in Hollywood, Paula Malone was no doubt 'the other woman'. She had everything. Maybe she had too much. The trouble was... TOO MUCH WAS NOT ENOUGH

Sometimes we come to a fork in the road. To Continue on an endless pathway, or stop and thing again? Maybe she had too much, but, at that crossroads moment, Paula Malone was walking away because too much was not enough.

Mildred states that "Seattle is one of the most beautiful places in the world!"

"If God needed to take a walk, he has two places to go.. Seattle, and the Paradise of Hawaii."

"God has created many beautiful places to take his walks, you feel invigorated there"

Recognize others, be recognized, help others, be helped: Such is a family relationship.

Very recently I have had the honor of being introduced to a personal friend of Danny's. They have known each other for TWENTY wonderful years, as they both conveyed to me using the same term. In early June Mildred returned from spending some time with Danny, and good

Mildred with Danny and Lee, two very special people in her life

friends Meta and Ace in Hawaii. Since this was the first return trip to Paradise in quite a few years, she felt more than just the spirit of Hawaii, memories and the comfort of good friendship rekindled a spark. Both she and Danny could feel that Mildred's husband, Lee was not far away.

I was asked to feature Mildred on our website due to her success as a Fiction Writer, Romance Novelist, friend and all around beautiful person. Who else could possibly portray a Distinguished Danny Fan-addict better? After meeting with Mildred, talking and laughing together I now know why her eyes reflect such warmth and love. It is second nature to her. As it is said "The Eyes are the Windows to the soul." Direct eye contact shows that you actually care about what the other person is saying, and have an honest interest in them.. Mildred showed a very pleasant

Mildred and her beloved Lee, together for 59 years

feeling of comfort, and caring. She has endured loss (of her beloved Lee, husband of 59 years in October of the year 2000) and despite that, or perhaps due to his strength, she has followed her dream with a keen spirit and has built up her very own strength by writing. Something Lee always supported her doing but unfortunately did not get to witness her first publication. Mildred harbors a special spirit and her kindness and welcoming nature can be seen and felt from the very first words spoken. There's an elegant presence here, one which lights up a room with a flash of her smile. I know why Danny has been drawn to both Mildred and her husband Lee for so many years, and vice-versa. I've felt that warmth and welcoming nature, and witnessed that smile.. The Aloha Spirit is evident. Thank you Danny for introducing me to a new found friend.

Mildred spent some time with me at lunch and at her lovely home south of Seattle, telling me about her books and about being an author. Her excitement is contagious.

Mildred grew up in Kingston, Washington on the Olympic Peninsula, and she moved to the Seattle proper area shortly after, her expertise in the area and love for Seattle cannot be

disputed.

In Seattle, when our daughter, Kay, fell in love, she got married and moved out of the house, leaving her room so empty. Then Lee and I discovered dancing, and the world took another whirl.

Once or twice a year, we went to Hawaii for it's extraordinary dance music, and we were in Trappers Lounge when Danny Couch first stepped onto that stage. With his high volume orchestra, almost symphonic, Danny's glorious voice lit up the night. Even yet, he has that impact that gathers an audience together to share the magic of his music and its vitality as captivating as a wicked wink. He casts his spell so well and we just kept going back like so many others do year after year. Adding his infectious giggle could keep people from drifting away, couldn't it? He has such a sense of entertainment. Like times when he and Jimmy Borges clowned around together and then gripped us

with blending their voices in music to rock the room. Two great musicians!

Danny has been so close to us, even flying to Seattle to spend the last hours of Lee's life with us. "Lea, I was remembering how Danny Couch was able to sing for us. Lee was waiting for him when he arrived at the hospital, and Danny was allowed to stay late. Danny closed the glass door of the extra care room and asked Lee what song he would like to hear. Danny's beautiful Hawaiian mother had taught Danny to sing Akaka Falls, which requires such a wide range, only Danny could do it, and he did, so beautifully then and there. Then I asked him to sing These Islands. With only a foot tap for drum beat, Danny sang it with soaring power in a farewell to Lee.. The next day, a nurse told me that, at the nurses' desk, they had heard the music in the night and wept. Nurses could see through the glass walls that we were having hand-holding last moments, and it was reason for their tears.
Danny Couch is helpful to everybody!"~ Mildred, the only thing I can say in reply is something I

say to Danny all the time "God Bless your voice Mr. Couch" ~Lea

June, I returned for a week in Hawaii, and it seemed as if Lee was there with us, all together again with Danny and Danny's dearest friends, Ace and Meta.

Since Lee died, I have had Six books published! And Danny likes my style of writing. It began in my youth with bits of stand-up comedy I performed to make people laugh at Brenda's. I was her best friend (because she insisted on it) and she was the noisy one, Brenda was imaginary but almost visible. And her relatives were funnier than mine.

My desire to write again was a whim when the program director of a Seattle radio station made some tapes of my material and urged me to research more about real people as nonfiction. It was never aired, but it is now in book form titled, Caught In Motion indeed it highlights real people. Watch out she has another book being released! House of Secrets.

Mildred's Books are Available at Amazon.com and Pikabook Now also at Barnes and Noble

"House of Secrets" Why can't people stop before before it's too late? In one distant shiny summer across the bay from Seattle, the tiny town of Keyport was slowly drifting, between laughter and tears, to a moment of disaster. Any place can have a house of secrets, but, in Keyport, the Adams House had a ghost who cries.
http://www.ecampus.com/book/1934020060

http://www.amazon.fr/House-Secrets-Mildred-Bergman/dp/1934020060

http://www.webster.it/read_books_usa-ghost-FIC01200-p_1.htm

A Message from Our Friend Mildred Hello, Lea!

This is my next-to newest published novel. The subject is Mothers and Daughters in Keyport Washington.

Aloha, Mildred

Mildred's Book Caught In Motion, Highlighting short stories about real people. She states "We know them, or they are strangers, but, from palaces to ditches, in their sorrows, in puzzling oddities, in flights of the spirit, they tug at our compassion, and we are connected by the heartstrings as we step onto our own moving sidewalks." Caught In Motion is now in print between book covers! It began years ago as material for Seattle radio, but, in tons of research, I kept gathering the facts that let me turn a spotlight on people, good or bad, or somewhere in between. Captured by their shadows that tug at the heart, I kept writing until it became this informative entertainment. Real people. Like us, it is not what they did. It is what they WERE. Caught In Motion is available at Barnes & Noble, on Amazon. com, or direct from the Trident Media publisher at toll free telephone:
#703-684-6895.

Mildred's Caught In Motion, Indeed it highlights Real People
Aloha with hugs ~Mildred

Danny liked the pages I wrote in my book about real people. There, at an end-of-the-war celebration dance, I could see the Danny Couch gentility and concern in the handsome young Custis Lee. He and Danny, separated by decades, quite a few, still could be twins in attitude and charm.
At last, it is available at Barnes & Noble.

Destination River Bend is the title of my fiction with the theme of women at work and a host of characters looking for new beginnings. More than guns and saddles, it is a Western with romance and emotions in lives forever changed.

"It's guns and saddles, guilt and remorse, all that glitters. Gold rush boom town, River Bend, is a ghost town at the end of the Civil War when a handful of woman take the train from Chicago to find their destiny out West."

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No Time To Remember is a contemporary novel of lost identity. With all its memorable cast of characters on both sides of the Atlantic, months of coma lead to years of lost memory and a secret lover faithfully protecting his sleeping beauty while he longs to remind her that they have a little girl, growing up across the sea and wondering, too, Who Am I?

A novel of secret lovers and lost identity. Lost souls need to find a sense of belonging on both sides of the sea.

In my romance novel, No Time To Remember, when Harvey meets Gloria, the fiction event follows a pattern woven into a night of Jimmy Borges music at the Hilton Paradise Lounge.

Lee and I watched the classy entrance of three young women that night who danced like a chorus line to front row seats. Dressed for gala, the sparkled through the excitement of Jimmy's music. Jimmy danced once quietly with one, and once he sang to her, "Every Time We Say Goodbye, I Cry A Little" How did he do that? Like Danny Couch, great musicians somehow hold themselves together as needed. The three young women kissed Jimmy goodnight and they were gone when he came on a break to sit with us. I was still smiling about the dazzle of the chorus line trio, but he said sadly, "They come here sometimes, but this is a moment. Liz the one I danced with is dying tomorrow unless her heart can endure the operation her doctor was persuaded to risk for total recovery, preferable to a slow inevitable death." I gasped that she didn't look at all sick. Only because the two friends had fixed her up to hade the ravages and brought her out for one last fling. Who would guess.

Days later, Lee asked Jimmy if Liz had lived through her operation. "No, she died." But the friends had given her a last gift of their love, and Jimmy Borges had helped them to carry it through. His musician's heart was professional, but it was deeply touched. ~Mildred

Breaking The Chains is the third book published, collecting my short stories of problems that heavily drag people down, the question of what would happen if... came to my mind. How do you quit "Dragging the Chains?" as in a Waikiki setting of No Love Lost with an impossible couple in an arranged marriage. Among the book's varieties of miseries, a grown man runs away from home, a little boy is afraid he will go to jail, and a flirt prowls for revenge. Getting over it is the answer to living life without dragging chains.

"Problems, problems burden the soul. From grinding aggravation to gnawing injury of heartbreak, a multitude of torments clutch like dragging chains. Murder, a weeping bride, the flirt, the stripper. A restless soul roams for four hundred years through ancient halls until one century when his ghost meets Donna" Breaking The Chains published 17th February 2004.

In the second short story of Breaking The Chains, I wrote about the house high above the sparkling sea, and Lee particularly liked that story because, although the romance is fiction, the house and it's sentiments are real. Danny Couch liked his room in our house in Seattle. The short street lamp outside the window, he said, gave it a touch of fairy tale. Carla's house in Italy would really be his kind of place.

I knew Carla who told me about her home in Naples, and I tried to accurately describe it. I'm afraid I exaggerated the number of steps up the hill to the cheese factory. I think I said sixty-four steps when there were actually less than thirty, but the view was still, staggering. Carla was her grandfather's precious darling, but she was thirteen years old when she had to leave, with the father and her American mother, to live in Seattle. She remembered the tears in parting. There were letters, but she was fifty years old before she saw her grandfather again. That was when her father, at the end of his days, took her with him for a last time to Naples. Carla said the only thing different was a new white wall with its million dollar white stone walkway to the front doors. There were throngs of relatives to hug and endless celebration. There was a little lamp burning a tiny flame at a window toward the sea. Night and Day, her grandfather told Carla, he had kept the flame burning, waiting year after year for her return. Every day, her father's childhood friend came down the winding road to bring them more fresh eggs from his chickens. Once the two old friends walked to the top of the hill where they had once been boys tending sheep. On the last day, her father's friend, in their embrace said, "We have to say goodbye, but we will meet again in Heaven, and we'll tend sheep together." In parting, Carla's grandfather tenderly gave her a key to the house. "you won't have to knock," he told her. The he gave her the lamp, no longer lit. It's a miniature Aladdin's lamp in bronze. Carla let me hold it~Mildred

"Danny Couch says everybody needs to read my books, and everybody loves Danny Couch."

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