I’m writing a book online. Its not the book I had planned to write. Two others were already in the waiting. One was an account of my Mother’s career as an artist. The other was a fictionalized account of my Grandfather’s experiences in the First World War.
This new writing project came out of left fieldÂ after a column I wrote last November about one of the biggest political scandals to hit Minnesota. It rather mysteriously died with a whimper when, surprise surprise, a couple low level functionaries got all the blame.
I’ve given it the accurate but lack luster name “Old News” as its working title. IÂ hope to come up with something better over the Summer. I’m looking for help in writing it.
The Million Dollar Man Published May 11, 2006 “Last November I had great fun writing about the dirty business which may have helped launch Jim Obertstar’s career as one of Washington DC’s preeminent pork chasers. My column casually mentioned, Don Boyd, a man who was endlessly described by the press during the scandal as the principal suspect behind the embezzlement of a million Federal dollars…”My latest Reader Column.
Last year I wrote a column about an ancient local political scandal involvingÂ Jim Oberstar’s questionable funding sources for his 1974 campaign. I mentioned Don Boyd,Â a fellowÂ who was accused of, but never found guilty of,Â embezzling a million dollars from the government. A few daysÂ afterÂ my column hit the standsÂ I got an emailÂ fromÂ Don suggesting that we meet over a cup of coffee. He’d written a book. He did spend time in prison but not for stealing a million bucks. (There’s always something a fellow can be found guiltyÂ if you’ve gotÂ the help of a willing perjurer)
Sitting in prison and having hisÂ family’s honorÂ tarred gave Don a lot to reflect on. If Don was innocent, as I rather suspect he was there could be a good book in it.
Unfortunately,Â Don hasn’t written it. HisÂ head is too full of details and at six or seven hundred pagesÂ no one but a crank like meÂ would everÂ read or publish it.Â So I’ve decided to give him a hand. I’ll have more to say about this in my next Northland Reader column. Let the chips fall where they may.
My day was split in two by a mile swim. It began with two dozen folks learning how to raise money for the Duluth Schools Endowment followed by swimming then the fine arts.
I went to my second dance class with Claudia and worked on the rhumba and the waltz. I rushed off after that for three hours of rehearsal with the Duluth Superior Symphony Chorus. The Verdi Requiem we will be singing is coming along. Tonight we practiced with the symphony.
Tomorrow I’ll need to call or email our fund raising participants to keep the fire burning but I’ll begin the day with my convict. I’m strongly inclined to writeÂ a book for him on the Internet. I can’t prove it but I strongly believe Jim Oberstar and crew setÂ this guyÂ up to take a fall thirty years ago for their theft of public property to use for political purposes. Its a dirty shame if its true and I hope I’m up to the task of writing a book.