More Reader Raves about The Burning of The Piping Rock

“There is a film built right in this book. I can already see it and it is brilliant!”Nan Abbott-Hourigan; Essex Junction, VT

“Just finished your book….wow..loved the mob vernacular…loved the feeling of confusion and comfort and confusion again and again… and ABSOLUTELY LOVED THE ENDING!!!! You have ‘it’. Please write more . . .”Jane Diamond Cooper; Fountain Inn, SC

“My mother recommended your book.  I read it in a few hours.  It was absolutely terrific.  Being a native of Saratoga and that region, I enjoyed being able to mentally picture many of the places you mentioned.  I think this would make a great movie! . . . [I]t is very interesting and well written. . . . Thanks for the book!”Paul Goodness, Saratoga Springs, NY



4 responses to “More Reader Raves about The Burning of The Piping Rock

  1. Judy Woodard, Ticonderoga

    Joe, the book was good reading but if you knew your Dad when him and your Mom lived in Ticonderoga, you would not believe that it was the same person. I let a couple of our older citizens read it and they said the same thing.


  2. Joe Cutshall-King

    Hi Judy,

    Thank you for your comments about my novel. I understand your concern and feelings for my parents, especially my father. I rarely talk about my family with people I don’t know, but feel we have a bond through our both having known my parents and having lived in Ti. I loved my parents dearly, but I do know things about them you don’t, things that few others outside my sister and my 3 brothers know about. To reassure you about one thing, I did live in Ti, graduated from Ti Hi, and then came back to live in Ti with my parents. I also knew my parents better than anyone outside of my four siblings. Dad was a complex, very intelligent, and very troubled man. He had an awful drinking problem that caused him and Mom untold hardship. When he drank, life was bad to horrible. Even after I moved to Glens Falls, I was in constant contact with them. My father was was like a Jekyll and Hyde and, when he was drunk, he made life hell for Jane, my mother. At those times when he was drunkest, she feared him and feared for her life. I think people ought to know that, as well as the other side of Dad. It’s only fair to Mom, who was the glue who held our family together.

    While my novel is fiction, some of the sides of my father’s personality that you see in the story and his personal history are all too true. For the record, while his participation in the burning of Piping Rock Casino is mostly fictional, he did sell the scotchtape and cellophane to the arsonist who torched the casino. While we were living in Saratoga, Dad ran MacFinn’s and was deeply involved with the gambling and other crimes that his boss helped the mafia with. As a direct result of that, our family–my mother and her children–were nearly murdered. I won’t go into more detail than that, but it is true and siblings, and my mother’s sister who is still alive, can independently testify to it.

    As I indicate in the book, my father was exceptionally bright and worked at several jobs to put himself through Albany College of Pharmacy of Union University, graduating with honors and awards. He was a PT Boat commander and a real war hero. He was an excellent pharmacist and a healer, who nearly became a doctor–and should have. When he was sober, he was the funny, warm-hearted, deeply caring and distinguished man whom I loved, as the Ti community loved him. I have come to terms with all that and feel, quite honestly, that Dad would not have minded–indeed would have gotten a kick out of–being the center of this book.

    I have friends in Ti who remember Mom and Dad and know a lot about these things. If you’d ever like to speak with them about these things, I’d be happy to call them and ask if they’d mind speaking with you.

    Thanks again for writing.



  3. Oh yes…this would be a great movie….can totally see it in film… humour, mob, stress, threat, local ambiance…everyone knows you…money, intrigue…it is truly all there dear!


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