D. H. Allen is a young dude trapped in an old nerd’s body. Yikes! A veteran, he enjoys reading historic novels, swashbuckling adventure tales, whodunit, gardening, stained glass, writing, movies, and traveling. Loves music, almost all genres, and dances like crazy when no one is looking. He cooks without recipes, and makes a mean Chesapeake chowder. Allen lives with his first (and last) wife of many, many years in central Virginia in a cottage in the woods. And their little dog too.
