The Victorian hope chest had transited more than six decades in a dim Stockton attic, its secrets hidden in the darkness of its cedar vault. From this attic corner the sound of a modern telephone could be heard ringing below. Muffled discussions follow and continue for some time, and then silence. Footsteps. The attic hatch comes loose with a loud snap as decades old paint gives way. "Its the old cedar chest in the back. Do you see it?" "There it is." she replied. ...and then... LIGHT!
Photos of a young couple on their wedding day in 1906... More photos of a young Army Aviator posing next to a wood and canvas flying machine, dated 1917 and marked "Corregidor" on the reverse... A collection of letters from the Aviator to the love of his life tell a story that has been hidden since 1917. The hope chest's owner had kept and protected these memories throughout her long life. She had passed on as men had first walked on the moon, and so her son took up the vigil and had protected his mother's treasures until he too was called. And now... Light!
The puzzle's pieces are now falling like snowflakes into each's ordained place and a picture is beginning to resolve. The true story of Monte Wolfe can now be told.
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Hi Don,
ReplyDeleteI can't believe you're not getting comments. I'm still hearing people raving about your presentations in Bear Valley and Markleeville, plus the articles in my paper. How's the book coming? Still hoping for a December release? Need help with proofreading? If you haven't selected a printer yet, my book was done by Don DeHart in San Jose, DeHart's printing. Their bid was less than half of all other bids I got and they have been sweethearts to deal with. Let me know if you want contact information for them, although I bet you can find them easily.
I'd love to get a picture of the sweethearts or Archey and the airplane for the Cub Reporter. And of course let me know as soon as the book is ready.
Cheers, Eric Jung