The Fibonacci Murders just received a great review from The Midwest Book Review:
It is always a pleasure for the mystery/suspense enthusiast to include a new author in the genre who has a total mastery of the storytelling arts including character development and superbly plotted story lines with all manner of twists, turns, and surprises. Such is the case with Dale E. Lehman and his novel “The Fibonacci Murders”. A genuine ‘page turner’ from beginning to end, “The Fibonacci Murders” is very highly recommended for personal reading lists and community library collections.
You can read it in its full context on The Midwest Book Review‘s website. You’ll have to scroll down a bit to find it. Thank you, MBR!
Although I’m originally from Sylvania, Ohio and currently live in the vicinity of Baltimore, I spent about half of my life in the Chicago suburbs. Chicagoland is therefore one of the places I think of as home. It’s always good to go back for a visit, however brief.
We spent this week visiting my parents and sisters, stopping at a few special places along the way. We spent much of one day at the Field Museum of Natural History, where I saw my first 3D movie (believe it or not), shrank down to bug size to explore the world beneath our feet, and learned some things about Haitian Vodou.
We consumed some of our favorite Chicago foods, including Italian beef and Chicago-style hot dogs at Portillo’s and some really good pizza at Gigio’s in Evanston. (Kathy and I used to order from Gigio’s when we were students at Northwestern University. It’s still just as good!)
On the way out of town, we paid a visit to the Baha’i House of Worship in Wilmette. The only Baha’i House of Worhip so far in North America, it’s also the oldest extant Baha’i House of Worship in the world, the symbolic cornerstone of which was laid in 1912 by ‘Abdu’l-Baha (the son of Baha’u’llah, the Founder of the Baha’i Faith).
Some of you might question visiting Chicago in January. Yeah, it can be cold and snowy there, but we’re used to it, and even take some pleasure in experiencing real winter again. In any event, we’re on our way back to Baltimore now, where it’s less cold and snowy . . . but more rainy. Everything’s a trade-off.