AN UNSOLVED MURDER IN MADERA: Part 1
MADERA - In 1977, I entered junior high school in the small Central California town of Madera. While I thought I knew everything and had experienced things that other twelve-year-old boys had not, it would be many years before my eyes would be opened to the big picture and the truth about people: We should all be treated equally no matter what the differences.
I was an only child of conservative Republican parents with country club memberships. Dad was an accountant and a member of the Elk's and Masonic Lodges. Mom was also involved in community service clubs. Being an only child, I had my parents' full attention most times. I sometimes forgot that I was only a lad and my mouth occasionally landed me in some real trouble.