Some of the events are based on true stories that occurred during 1950 and 1951. Details and most of the names are fictional. The Author, only nine years old at the time, going fishing with his Grandfather at the Trout Pond, and seeing him at the small gas station, searching for memories of 65 years ago. He remember his Grandmother better and spent a lot of time climbing the trees in her front yard and attending the family reunions. He witnessed the burned out railroad bridge and played ball in a field on that side of town. He had a box containing a few items from their lives, Grandmothers' purse with receipts from the funeral home and a lot of rent receipts for the amount of seven dollars, He couldn't image they rented a house for that amount, must have been for something else. Broken hand hair clippers, rifle shells, a match box full of sassafras roots, and several other items he used in the pictures. He could not recall Grandfather's funeral, but did remember touching his Grandmother's hand at her funeral.
Writing The Trout Pond has brought back good memories of a happy childhood and the time spent with his grandparents. He did recall building an igloo, and having a lot of fun in the snow during the winter of 1950-1951, one of the hardest storms to hit the southeast in history. He now wonders if his Grandfather's death only a few days after the storm that took 25 lives, could have resulted in his death also.