White Hats and Black Hats
I grew up in a small ranching town in western South Dakota. My consciousness has been impacted by what I was when. It is postulated that most of your life values are formed when you are around nine years old.
I was nine years old in the 1950s, and it was a simple and positive time in a small mid-western town, with optimism building on the heels of the patriotism that existed after the end of World War II. We read and we imagined, and when we finally had access to a black and white television, we marveled at the grainy action in front of us. In my little cowboy town, westerns were the favorites, and in those days, the good guys wore white hats, and the bad guys wore black hats…making them easily identifiable.
In the conflicted world we live in today, there are no black hats and no white hats. Had the race zealots who prowl the world today lived in the 1950s, they would have assigned some imagined prejudice based upon skin color to the simple theatrical practice, and it would have gone away much more quickly than it did.
Saylor’s Triangle is an adult action drama that is full of suspense and mystery. It takes place in Alaska and Maui, with an unexpected connection to Seattle. Nick Saylor is a wealthy man when he semi-retires on the island of Maui. Sister, Beth, is left in Seattle as president of Saylor Industries, and her flawed ex-husband, Devon, becomes the Alaska manager who heads their company down a path of destruction with his affinity for criminals, loose women and dirty money.