Lieutenant Colonel Karl R. Bossi, USAF (ret.), is the author of the autobiography Just Call Me Moose! Growing Up Italian in America.  According to the Old War Dogs website, “As a nuclear weapons/conventional weapons maintenance officer and later an Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) officer, Bossi worked in various squadron-level and staff assignments. He managed nuclear and conventional weapons operations, performed operational testing of new weapons, led a munitions squadron in Spain, advised the Turkish Air Force, and directed nuclear weapons stockpile activities. In 1968 after graduating from the Navy EOD School in Indian Head, MD, Bossi volunteered for Vietnam and was assigned to the 14th Special Operations Wing at Nha Trang Air Base. As the officer in charge of the EOD Team he gained first-hand knowledge of Viet Cong bombs, bullets, and booby traps.  

In 1982 Bossi retired at Kirtland AFB, Albuquerque, New Mexico as the Chief, Maintenance and Quality Assurance Division, Field Command Defense Nuclear Agency.”

According to the book description of Just Call Me Moose! Growing Up Italian in America, “From the prattle on the cobblestone streets of Dorchester, a working class neighborhood of Boston, to the harrowing jungles of Vietnam, an era comes alive in the newly published memoir “Just Call Me Moose! Growing Up Italian in America”. Seventeen vintage photos enhance the narrative. This gritty memoir chronicles the vibrant life of Karl Bossi growing up Italian in a predominantly Irish and blue-collar neighborhood of Boston.

Upon graduation from college Bossi left home for a career in the Air Force and lived in Japan, Vietnam, Spain and Turkey around bombs, bullets and booby traps. What follows is Karl’s 50-year journey to recognize that it was impossible to embrace his own life as long as he avoided his father’s death. Bossi's memoir, sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet, is a vivid and often humorous portrait of what it was like to grow up with poles-apart Italian-speaking parents. Only later does he understand that “Mum” never found the channel that Pop transmitted on, but not until he realizes that “Mum” wasn't much better when it came to tuning into her last son.”