I've just written my memoir and I'm inviting anyone mature enough to read it. After what I've been through with my biological father, I've had to sail an aircraft carrier, fly planes, march across distances, drive cars, run off, walk fast, and run away more than 130,000 miles from him. It has been a long time apart from everything that I wanted to be known for and my fingers are feeling like piano keys struck by Mozart because of how important some of these thoughts are. These recorded memories are more than forgettable. I've been suffering a shellacking from genetically unrelated family that has caused me to be thought of by people as a humiliated victim, an outsider, a sickly mental health patient, a schizophrenic. So, I had to put my thoughts down on paper. I have a message to share, which is that every intelligent being has prime theological value of divinity. I have written it down and fortunately, these earthly philosophies and survival techniques always belonged to you, the reader holding my novella. Letters to Evelyn by John Selman, is now being kept on a motion picture studio index, and I'm more than lucky and very much ingloriously thankful to have been a recipient of an invitation from a producer who's worked with Arnold Schwarzenegger for a film to be processed. I'm finally finished with my work assembling these memories after 10 years of writing it, with much enthusiasm yet apprehensively. I was a navy pilot who followed my dreams of serving the United States in any way I could. In my tertiary education, I was the top student scholastically in my NROTC class. And with my German language and Literature degree and 2 academic minors, I chose to fly airplanes and helicopters for the navy. My flight time has been spent in 10 different types of aircraft and I presently have 1 world record flying them, and I have a Northeast human endurance record from the time I spent visiting with my biological father and his former wife. My world record is for the steepest, highest Sarajevo Approach with the lowest recovery in a T-34C. I flew from 6000 feet down to five feet above the treetops onto Eglin AFB with a sustained and extended eighty-three degree nose down attitude on the dive and with maximum allowable aeronautical gravity uniformily almost exceeded on the wings and tail on the recovery. My U.S. Northeast record is for the longest time spent with no sleep, greater than 12 days once being poisoned with food after psychological threats against me. Notwithstanding these setbacks, I still graduated from University education, and still had managed to fly navy planes. These clear recollections are perfectly assembled into one volume that I will be using in a court of law against criminals.