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                THE MOTHER LODE

tells of a group of businessmen from a “company” town near Sonora, CA who take over a town’s people as hostage (supposedly) to protest an IRS and CA Revenue Department tax audit. These men are compelled by their company president to use the town’s own train to haul in homemade tanks for the takeover. Could this have happened, or could it happen?

 

This romantic adventure was inspired by the Patty Hurst incident, but is even more exciting.               [Please Enjoy]

 

 

The Mother Lode is a novel adventure with terribly surprising events and protagonists; as well as with a truly “different” antagonistthe odd leader of an odd group. The apparent hero of the story is upstaged by his girlfriend and two ex-girlfriends, in concert, at the climax attempting a rescue.

 

First, the odd group of businessmen who live in a secluded company town in California’s Sierra Mountains, takes a small town near Modesto hostage for the retraction of an IRS tax audit. The takeover is done peacefullyanother grand surprisewith the use of the town’s own nostalgic train.

 

Next in a flashback, an innocent graduate of UC Santa Cruz (the hero) becomes innocently involved with strange group and the strange group’s financial officera beautiful but somewhat older Argentinean Ladywho seduces the hero into an unusual carnal “arrangement” while maintaining a nebulous, but lucrative, business arrangement.

 

Lastly, three ladies and one guy try rescuing the town from it’s hostage situation with a helicopter. (Perhaps they succeed.}

 

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It is early in the morning of a day soon to be filled with totally unbelievable happenings—an April Friday along the fruits-and-nuts region of central California USA. A six-car train pulled by one blaring diesel gradually gains speed moving on its tracks from Sonora toward the small town of Stanislaus with familiar as well as strangely mixed cargo. As the orange colored engine burps harsh black smoke to haul its load through juniper, lodge pole pine, spring sage and eventually past irrigated peach, almond and walnut orchards of these rural counties, three very familiar passenger cars pass across onlookers’ eyes for panoramic viewing; while three trailing flatcars hold totally unfamiliar shapes. The passenger cars are of a vintage as one might see pictured on nostalgic post cards, reflective of the area’s previously exciting gold rush days. For current gold country tourists and casual travelers—on the paralleling highway to and from Yosemite National Park—these classic rail cars bring amusing curiosity with any sort of nostalgia; although for local residents the train’s movement is a common sight earning very few double-takes, except as infrequently stimulated by the diesel locomotive’s loud air horns. But weird, yes, totally weird looking vehicles ride tied down on the three common railroad flatcars.

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