I came upon this book late, discovering by accident but not it seemed. Shared fate in a way as I had recently lost my wife to onset dementia, made some hair brain decisions, and was not in a happy state, this book impacted in all the good and positive ways as it deals with purpose and self awareness and motivation to rediscovery pathway to positive purpose and evolving. I read this book almost every year, I listen to most of the early prog rock music on vinyl and ride my Harley to country town and smell the serenity if that is ever a thing.

I used to hate reading books, but now I love imagining being where Neil describes the scenes he is sharing in written form. My love of reading started after reading comics, and I learned to imagine the actions outside of the art created by the artist. I then read Masked Rider and imagined being in West Africa, frustrated by the sweltering heat, Annie, the gendarme, and every life challenge upon Neil. THEN CAME GHOST RIDER. As I read the book and felt the raw emotions, I wondered if Rush would return; yes, I was that emotional. I laughed, cried, and felt relieved the baby emotion was satiated as it flew off from the Santa Monica Pier or the end of Peart's journey on Route 66. Ghost Rider is a great book, and I hope you buy it for yourself, loved ones, or fellow Rush fans. Thank you, Neil, and RIP.