Made up stories, sort of, about a real, true place.
It happened like this, kind of.
My parents, Dick and Fran Goodell, ran The Hob Nob Annex Cafe in Kokomo, Indiana for about fifteen years, give or take. When I started writing, my cousin Linda suggested I use the Annex as a backdrop to some stories. I couldn’t get the idea out of my head. And as I wrote, more memories emerged. The stories are fiction. I made up several characters and the whole story arc. But there are bits of my childhood, whether stories I heard while growing up or events I experienced, interwoven throughout. Seeing as the memories are filtered through the mind of a elementary-aged child with a vivid imagination, I still think this qualifies as fiction. The bottom line, Tales of the Hob Nob Annex Cafe is a love story to my hometown and the two amazing people who brought me life. Hope you will enjoy.