How a good ole girl from Noisy Creek Georgia ended up with a gorgeous Latin from The Republic of Panama is still a mystery to most of my kinfolk. Hell, some days even I can't sort through the twists and turns, bad choices and undeserved blessings that brought me here. Of course, a good many of my family would have you believe the joining of a redneck goddess and a dark skinned foreigner is a good bit closer to curse than it is to blessing.
Well, times they are a changing but it does take a mighty powerful push to get the wheels moving and the engine of progress engaged in rural Georgia.
Think of my home town as a fine looking, hard working mule who has worked the same field all his life. This here mule knows every rock and each spot of sandy soil in his domain, can predict an afternoon shower when dawn is still a fine golden promise on the horizon. This son of a jackass is right where he belongs. He knows his place in the world. Now let us introduce into the life of this fine ass a great green Harvester tractor with all the disk harrows and plough blades invented in the last fifty years by men intent on forcing the earth to yield up a crop...Order your copy today. $17.95
Pamela Foster was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest's coastal town of Eureka, California. She married and raised three sons while attending Humboldt State University and earning her B.A. in economics, with a minor in philosophy.
At forty she moved to Hilo, Hawaii where she became addicted to sunshine, clear water and scuba diving. When she and her husband left Hawaii, they pulled a trailer the length of Mexico and set it up on the beach under a thatched roof palapa on the Mexican Caribbean. Here, she rolled out of bed each morning and into the warm, clear Caribbean Sea for a morning scuba dive. While the author has not yet set a novel in the tiny community of Paamul, Mexico where she lived for five years, the area was blessed with an abundance of characters and, sooner or later, they'll make their way into a story or two.
What you might be surprised to know about Pamela Foster:
1) She is the only person in her family to earn a college degree.
2) She has spent, in total, over one hundred and twenty-five days under water.
3) She is married to a disabled Vietnam Vet who is both her hero and her challenge.
4) Her paternal great-great-grandfather, Merritt Curtis Foster, drove the Butterfield
Stagecoach that dead-ended in Humboldt County, California. He got off the stage
in the mid-1800's and his descendants are still roaming the area's foggy lagoons
and redwood forests.
5) During prohibition, her paternal great-aunt, Mandy Foster, owned and operated
the best brothel on the waterfront of Eureka, California. The author evidently
bears a likeness to this aunt. In Pamela's youth, old men familiar with Mandy
approached her fairly regularly, always with the line, "You look like someone I
knew a long time ago."
6) Family legend insists that her maternal grandfather, Fritz Brockmueller,
encountered a family of Bigfoots while building a mountain road along Bluff Creek,