Excerpt of Catch Me If You Can by Frank W. Abagnale
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"I mean, this is really a comedown from a Cadillac. Right?"
Dad laughed. "That's the wrong way to look at it, Frank. It's not what a
man has but what a man is that's important. This car is fine for me. It gets me
around. I know who I am and what I am, and that's what counts, not what other
people might think of me. I'm an honest man, I feel, and that's more important
to me than having a big car. . . . As long as a man knows what he is and who he
is, he'll do all right."
Trouble was, at the time I didn't know what I was or who I was.
Within three short years I had the answer. "Who are you?" asked a lush
brunette when I plopped down on Miami Beach beside her.
"Anyone I want to be," I said. I was, too.
Excerpted from Catch Me If You Can by Frank Abagnale, Jr. with Stan Redding Copyright© 2000 by Frank Abagnale, Jr. with Stan Redding. Excerpted by permission of Broadway, a
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