What started it all was my friend, Alfred Perks, passed away at the salvage up the street from me while picking tomatoes. First let me say if you can pass away doing something you enjoy doing, it is cool. Anyway, somehow it got twisted around in the Alva rumor mills that he was found in the trunk of a car at my place. One of my helpers said several people had asked him about the dead body at the salvage. No police or crime tape was to be found so we decided it must be a false alarm.

Several days later a friend of mine called up and wanted to know what the scoop was on finding my dad shot i...