The Red Bridge is real, the stories are not; they come from a confabulation of ideas and facts in my memory. All the stories have a mention of a Red Bridge in them. In some, the stories are connected to it, but in others, the bridge is but a cameo in the story. The bridge depicted on the cover is how I remember it from my childhood. It is a sister bridge which still stands while the actual Red Bridge has been replaced by concrete, and is not near as beautiful as the original one. I must say I am the only one with this memory and attachment to the Red Bridge. Along with memories of my Grandmother and Grandfather McAdam, it is a strong pull to my roots in my hometown of Perth, Ontario. While there may be a hint of the real, my characters are totally fictitious and are not meant to symbolize anyone real, living or dead. They are created for fun and enjoyment.
