This is the introduction to my book, entitled Leaving Lake Riverside. For the first chapter, CLICK THIS LINK. Thanks for reading!
Many years ago, when I was 11 years old, I worked for a bunch of con-artists. And not just me, but my family, also. We were involved in a big, sophisticated land fraud scheme, where we aided and abetted a crew of slick-tongued confidence men, who swindled real estate investors out of millions of dollars.
As Dickens would say, it was the best of times; it was the worst of times. I enjoyed this fantastic episode in my childhood, but it did not end pretty.
These sordid events happened over 50 years ago, and this is a memoir of that time. They’re the best recollections I can come up with, from the remembered perspectives of my youth.
I’ve racked my brain and tried my darndest to recall every detail with as much accuracy as possible, but memory fades with the passage of time. So some of the details may be a little off. Let’s just say the details are based on truth, and keep faith with the general occurrences and gist of this history, even when they may stray a bit from exact accuracy.
Memory for detail may be very fallible, but memory for general concepts, the general feel of things, and general activities, is much more reliable. I can assert with insuperable confidence that the general color, mood, and events depicted in this memoir are spot-on.
I haven’t just relied upon my own raw memory, while crafting this tale. I’ve also interviewed family members, to gain their best recollections. I’ve found a plethora of information on the internet, that has helped to shape my descriptions of people, places, and events. And I’ve also revisited the scene of the crime, which I found helpful at jogging and guiding my memory.
The end result is this confessional. It’s a memoir over 27,000 words and 40 chapters long. I’ll be posting it over the next few months, one chapter at a time, with Chapter 1 appearing in just a few days. So come on back, and we’ll get started down this primrose path I once journeyed with my family.
PS: Let me add this word of thanks to Carolyn Shelton, at Nuggets of Gold, for reading and critiquing the manuscript of this book. I found her insight and feedback to be invaluable.