Southern Redfeet By Charlie Stephen Nelson, Sr. (523 pages) Reviewer:  Bernie Ditter Overall Rating: Three Stars: Recommended. A solid effort. Rather late in his life, to be more precise but not absolutely precise, in the 88th year of Charlie Stephen Nelson, Sr.'s life he obtained a copyright on his memoirs, Southern Redfeet. You will have to read his book to learn the origin of the title. Captain Nelson, during his navy career, served on destroyers, commanded one and commanded a division. During one cruise he charted the magnetic pole and recovered the documents of Adm. Robert Peary's north pole expedition. At the author's age of 87 it might be observed that many of his enemies maligned in his book are both beyond reading about it or, if they did, beyond caring. And, while giving the devil his due, those on whom he lavished praise (there were a few) he did so with relish. In fact in the case of Admiral Arleigh Burke his reveries were closer to adoration. Love him or leave him, and I'm sure that he had them on both sides, one cannot help but be charmed by his recounting of tales, experiences, relationships, successes (of which there were many) and failures (not a lot found here). In fact, towards the end of the book, he mentions moving to Dunes West near Charleston, SC and I ran to my office to look him up in the phone book. I was excited about the prospect of inviting Charlie to lunch to meet him in the flesh and to see how well he hid the superman cape under his suit. He had moved again. He did that often in his career and a poignant episode in his book is the telling of fulfilling his first wife's wishes to have her ashes spread over the locations where they had lived. Before you conclude that I am putting Charlie down, please accept that it is a little of the humor that, if I am right, Charlie would love. While perhaps a bit heavy on the telling of heroic management accomplishments what comes through is Charlie's love of Norma, Mitzi, his children, of life, other human beings, things done correctly, contributing to the successes of others, sailing, extraordinary motorcars and golf, golf, golf. He might take issue with where I placed golf in that list. or, for that mater, sailing. Eighty-seven years is too full of anecdotes to begin to isolate even a few. I charge any of you who read this review to accept the challenge and spend some time with Charlie. Have a martini, find a nice quiet place and find out what kind of life comes to a Baptist kid who gets paid to sing in an Episcopal Choir, a University of North Carolina Head Cheerleader whose humble beginnings are recalled in the title of....I forgot, you are going to have to read the book to find out.   Availability: Xlibris Corporation 1-888-795-4274 www.Xlibris.com Orders@Xlibris.com