My Ominous Adventures at True Blue Farm: The Secret Behind
the Mirror is a nostalgic historical fiction with a paranormal twist. The heroine stumbles on a secret that reaches beyond
the limits of memory and traditional time limitations. The setting is an eighty-five-acre, turn-of-the-century farm located
in the picturesque Blue Mountains of northeastern Pennsylvania. This narrative journey begins on August 18, 1955, the day
that Hurricane Diane made its mark on the forks of the Delaware region of northwestern New Jersey and northeastern Pennsylvania,
and transports the reader to a time when infamous gangsters earned a living selling illegal liquor in speakeasies. The author
presents the historical facts for the purpose of educating young readers in a manner that is accurate and entertaining. One
point is certain: life was a little too ominous, certainly eventful and especially heartwarming at True Blue Farm.
Paperback: 56 pages
(January 2, 2006)
An Excerpt From The Book, featuring lyrics to the song
playing in the background:
I dreamed I was sitting in a rocking
chair on the
side porch. As I sat there rocking I noticed a short man with dark brown hair
parted in the middle. He had the most adorable laughing eyes. He had a dimpled
grin and a turned up nose. He sat in the other rocker on the porch and asked
me; “How’s it going cutie pie?” I just knew he was someone I knew well and
simply adored. In fact I did know who he was and everything about him.
His name was Sam and he played the
drums in a band.
His band played the vaudeville circuit. As we sat there rocking Sam began to
sing his version of a popular song. He
not only sang but also played the accompaniment on his hands. He spit into the
palms of his hands and clamped them together and squeezed them back and forth
as if he were playing an accordion.
As he squeaked out a funny little tune
hands he sang; “Oh barefoot days when we
were just a kid.” ”Oh Barefoot days, Of all the things we did.” ”We’d go down
by shady brook, with a bent pin for a hook.” ”We’d fish all day an’ fish till
night” ”But the darn ole fish refuse to bite.” ”And how we’d slide down some
ole cellar door.” ”We’d slide, an’ slide, until our pants got tore.” ”And then
we’d go home an’ stay our bed, till Mother got busy with the needle an’
thread.” ”O boy, what joy, we had in barefoot days.”
Sam went on to tell me Al Wilson and
two famous songwriters had written Barefoot Days. They had written songs
between the years of
1875-1923. Barefoot Days became
popular when Al Jolson who was accompanied by the three Wainright Sisters on
banjos performed it for the Musical Bambo when it toured the USA.
|Sam Jones and his band The Criterians
The Sam in the story is based on a real person who
was a part of my childhood. His name was Samuel Stewart Jones Jr. and he was a drummer in a band during the Roaring
Twenties. He toured in the Vaudeville Circuit. In his later years he was a house painter. He was a family friend
and taught us many a funny Vaudeville song and dance, including the background song Barefoot Days..