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New Review from Charles Feuer

Five Star Review in Goodreads from Charles Feuer!

"It's totally enthralling to become immersed in this tale. The descriptions are excellent and the connection of the story line with reality is daunting! The characters are so intricately involved and effective. A great work that you will either finish right away or desperately seek waking minutes to live through. Thank you Wayne for your painstaking awareness and ability to bring a serious environmental, economic and public safety issue to light." ~ Charles Feuer


Thank you Charlie!!

If you've read Sacred Trust and would be willing to write a review for Amazon, Kobo, Goodreads, or Apple iBooks your input would be greatly appreciated!

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New Readings and Signing Events Scheduled for Sacred Trust

June 2018

June 23, 2018  Mount Washington Valley Airport, Whitefield, NH.  11am - 3pm

I'll be at the Mount Washington Valley Airport Fly-in from 10am-3pm on Saturday June 23 signing books. The sponsors of the event are projecting more than 200 planes and other flying vehicles will be at the event. Drop by the table to say hello even if you have already bought the book or are not looking to buy it. You can also bring a book you have already purchased to be signed!

It's Going to be a great event!

July 2018

Saturday July 14, 2018 Author's day at Bayswater Books, Center Harbor, NH 03226 1-3pm.

Thursday July 26, 2018 at the Ashland, NH Public Library from 5-7 p.m. 41 Main Street in Ashland, NH 03217.

August 2018

September 2018

Thursday September 27, 2018 Hall Memorial Library in Tilton, NH Public Library from 6-8 p.m. 18 Park Street in Northfield, NH.

Painted Sky Over Umbagog

Thanks to Writer Elliot S! Maggin author of "Superman - Last Son of Krypton" for a Great Review

Reviews

Elliot S! Maggin
Thanks to Elliot S! Maggin author of "Superman - Last Son of Krypton", "Kingdom Come" and numerous other books, comics, graphic novels and novels, for his very nice review of my new novel Sacred Trust. Described by one reader as "The Monkey Wrench Gang Meets the Third Industrial Revolution"


5.0 out of 5 stars
This book is a love story about New Hampshire
March 17, 2018
Format: Kindle Edition
This book is a love story about New Hampshire. Wayne King is obviously as well acquainted with the ins and outs of rural northern New Hampshire as he is with the back of his hand and he clearly relishes writing about the details of the place. Few locations remaining in the United States these days have the bucolic charm and ancient beauty of the region, and this is a story about keeping as much of it intact as possible.
King's characters are part of the landscape where they live, and all inhabit that peculiar iconoclasm that we rarely find among people of the developed world. Sacred Trust is no fantasy, and that which is sacred to the folks of this story, is truly in danger here and elsewhere as well.


To See Elliot's Author Page follow this link:  https://amzn.to/2v8MGlA



“Sacred Trust”
Paperback: 354 pages
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
ISBN-10: 1981490302
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Weaving Truth into Fiction - Wayne King’s Novel “Sacred Trust” Reveals Long-Held NH Senate Secret

In a move likely to raise the hairs on the back of your neck former State Senator Wayne D. King has used the vehicle of his new novel “Sacred Trust” to unveil a long-held secret involving a group of State Senators, arrested while driving North in the Southbound lane of Interstate 93 after a long night of drinking at the famed Highway Hotel in Concord.

“Most of the people in the story are no longer living, after all it did happen in the early 1980s,” said King when asked about this recently at a book signing. “The story was recounted to me by a Senate colleague who was a part of the whole fiasco so I’m confident that it actually happened, though there’s no way to know just how much he embellished the tale.”

In “Sacred Trust” King, who was the 1994 Democratic Gubernatorial nominee, weaves a story with a familiar ring . . . the clash of ordinary people who transform into extraordinary heroes while confronting money and power in an epic battle to protect the land they love.

“Sacred Trust” is the tale of a rollicking campaign of civil disobedience against a private powerline, pitting nine unlikely environmental patriots from across the political spectrum calling themselves “The Trust”, against the “Granite Skyway” transmission line and its powerful, well-connected consortium of investors.

Longview Flowers 

With an obvious deep fondness for both the people and the land, King weaves a fast-paced tale filled with both real and fictional stories from the political world and life in the Granite State. In a rich tableau that includes sometimes hilarious and sometimes hair-raising stories including that of the “wrong way Senators”; Doctors sneaking a pregnant Llama into a hospital surgical ward for ACL surgery; A bear and a boy eating from the same blueberry patch atop Mount Cardigan as his father, the Ranger, watches helplessly from the firetower, and much more, King stitches together six decades of stories from New Hampshire life and politics.

Woven into the story are two simultaneous threads, in addition to the story line, adding substance to the pure joy of the story:

Essays written by fictional icons who, in the style of the Federalist Papers, defend the actions of “The Trust” and make the intellectual case against the Powerline, covering everything from protest and civil disobedience in a post 9-11 world to the path forward to a carbon free energy future; and a feature series written by a business journalist named Kitchen who documents New Hampshire’s key role in the birth of the renewable energy revolution and the choices faced by the nation, and the world, in light of the challenges posed by a changing climate.

The story of the “wrong way Senators”, now that it is revealed, is one that will surely live on in the lore of the Senate. Just how it was the story never became a matter of public record is recounted in chilling detail in the pages of King’s book.

King is currently working on an interactive text iBook that examines the key issues explored in “Sacred Trust”. The iBook will be free, The author hopes that teachers and professors will find that reading the book will be both a pleasant experience and grist for debate and discussion among students.


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Twice Told Autumn Shower

Wellington State Park Chapter 62 of Sacred Trust

Chapter 62 of Sacred Trust in which the reader is introduced to Colonel Alcott Farrar Elwell and W. Richard West (Wah-Pah-Nay-Yah or variously spelled Wah-Pah-Nah-Yah or WaPa NaYah) who are introduced as historic figures who played a significant role in the story of the area including their role in Camp Mowglis.

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Wah-Pah-Nah-Yah

Daniel and Sasha arrived at the trailhead of the Elwell Trail just before dusk. They drove first into Wellington State Park to take a quick and bracing dip in Newfound Lake before they headed up the trail. The State Park was closed for the season but the entrance was left open so boaters and fishermen could access the only public boat launch on Newfound Lake. It also meant local folks could use the park and its long sandy beach in the off-season and on warm autumn days there was often a healthy contingent of them . . . especially on weekends.

Technically they were required to be out by dark but Daniel knew neither the state nor the town of Bristol had the funds or inclination to enforce the rule, so he and Sasha stripped and ran naked into the lake as Cochise joyfully ran wind sprints up and down the beach. Every once in awhile he would dart into the water and scare up a pair of ducks or wading birds. He wasn’t really trying to catch them; he just liked to see them panic and fly off squawking, quacking or shrieking.

Daniel and Sasha took turns washing one another’s backs, chest deep in the lake.

“Damn it’s cold!” Sasha said.

Daniel put his arms around her and drew her naked body next to his. “This better?”

“Only moderately. And if you think you are going to do anything with that thing poking me from behind, think again. I’m getting clean and I’m getting out. I’m stunned it hasn’t shrunk to the size of a wooly bear caterpillar; Besides, here’s Cochise”, she said as the Wolf paddled up and began swimming circles around them. “You don’t want to get him all worked up or he may try to mount you from behind while you’re working your magic on me.”

Daniel laughed and pushed her away melodramatically. “You know I like it wild Sash, but THAT I can do without.”

Newfound Lake is one of the cleanest lakes of its size anywhere. Daniel had grown up with adults always telling him it was one of the cleanest lakes in the world but he had spent more than a few summers traveling across Canada by train and the US by car and had seen more than his fair share of sparkling lakes in Glacier Park, Banff and the Wind River range of Wyoming. Still, with a turnover rate of several times a year, Newfound was remarkably clear and clean, despite the number of houses dotting the landscape.

Sasha looked up at the dark mountain looming over them to the west. “Is that where we’re going?”

“Yup, we’re going to hike one of my favorite trails, the Elwell Trail. It used to start halfway down the lake but in the mid-70’s my dad and a bunch of other guys cut an extension from Nuttings Beach down to Wellington so folks would have the reward of the lake when they finished their hike.”

Alcott Elwell and Elizabeth Ford Holt

Named after Colonel Alcott Farrar Elwell who died in 1962, the trail follows the ridge over Bear Mountain, Sugarloaf, Oregon and Mowglis Mountains all the way to Firescrew, which is actually a shoulder of Mt. Cardigan, the tallest of the range and the terminus of the trail. Unlike the other mountains in the range the summit of Cardigan is bare rock, burned off in a fire in the thirties.

As they toweled off on the beach, Daniel told Sasha about Colonel Elwell. “Elwell was a scion of a wealthy family from Boston who spent his summers on Newfound first as Assistant Director of Camp Mowglis and then Director after the original director, Elizabeth Ford Holt, died and left the camp to him. Harvard educated - he did his Master’s Thesis on camps as a component of education - and spent one summer with the John Wesley Powell Expedition mapping the Yellowstone area. He was late signing up for the expedition and by the time he had heard about it all the jobs were taken except for cook - - so he signed on as the cook, even though he really was not much of a cook. He was determined not to miss the opportunity and with the blessing of Mrs. Holt he headed west.

“They probably could have just asked the Cheyenne, The Crow or Nez Perce for a map.” Sasha said.

“Yeah but that would have entailed admitting the Indians were not sub-human,” said Daniel, “and that was a bridge too far for a bunch of white guys in those days. In fact when they made the trip, there were still occasional skirmishes between the various tribes of the area and white settlers or people traveling through. ”

“Good for them!” Sasha said.

“Elwell himself didn’t have the same views about Native Americans.”

“What makes you say that?”

“Well, because in the late 30’s he hired a young Cheyenne man from Oklahoma, Wah-Pah-Nay-Yah or W. Richard West by his anglicized name.”

“I don’t know much Cheyenne,” said Sasha, “but I think Wah-Pah-Nay-Yah means something like quiet, swift, runner.”

“He translated it as ‘Lightfoot Runner’ “ Daniel said.

“I was pretty close, eh?”

“Yes you were! Not bad for an Iroquois gal. After all they lived half a continent away from your folks.”

“True, but most of the time you can’t really tell much from that because your President Jackson, whom the current President seems to think was a “big-hearted guy” in 1838 forced most of the South-Eastern tribes including the Cherokee, Muscogee, Seminole, Chickasaw, and Choctaw to leave their homes on the Trail of Tears. The Cheyenne were moved from the Great Plains states to Oklahoma. Just some of the many “hikes” on the path to genocide our people have endured.”

“That’s right,” Daniel said mentally kicking himself for not thinking about Andrew Jackson’s systematic war on the Native people of the country and the Indian Removal Act.

“Jackson wasn’t a big fan of those heathen nomads,” he said in an effort to lighten things up.

Wooden Rowboat at Wellington

“Ironically,” Sasha replied, correcting Daniel again, “the Cherokee were more like “civilized” Europeans than most of the white settlers by 1830 when Congress passed the Indian Removal Act. Cherokee women wore gowns similar to those worn by European women. The Cherokee had established their own system of representational government, built roads, schools and churches, were farmers and cattle ranchers, all in an effort to assimilate.”

“Historic documentation, in fact, shows more white settlers “migrated” to join Indian tribes than Indians joined white settlers during the years between Columbus and the end of the “Indian Wars”. But the Cherokee were trying very hard to assimilate as a strategy for cultural survival.”

“The Trail of Tears was not the last event in this nearly four hundred year struggle but it was one of the most brutal and cruel. In fact, one of America’s greatest heroes of the day, Davy Crockett, opposed the Indian Removal Act, standing up for the Cherokee and lost his seat in Congress for doing it. He left Washington, headed for Texas, and you know what happened to him after that.”

“I didn’t know that story, Sash,” Daniel said quietly.

“His parting words to Congress were ‘I would sooner be honestly damned than hypocritically immortalized’ “ Sasha said.

“OK so I interrupted your story about Wah-Pah-Nay-Yah, Daniel. I really would like to hear the end of the story.”

“Wah-Pah-Nay-Yah was a favorite among the boys and an extraordinary artist. He taught Cheyenne dances to the boys and Colonel Elwell purchased enough Cheyenne regalia so they could demonstrate the dances for the other boys and - from time to time - local communities. He also taught archery.”

“Of course” said Sasha “whether he knew it or not” she said sarcastically.

“Oh he did. He was an excellent archer. There are stories about him shooting his bow from underneath a horse galloping across the athletic field and hitting his target. His most lasting memorial, though, was a series of murals he painted - renderings of scenes from Kipling’s Jungle Book, on which the camp is based. Today Wah-Pah-Nay-Yah is considered one of the pre-eminent Native American Indian painters of the 20th century.”

“But I’m getting ahead of myself.”

“By the time Elwell graduated Harvard, the US had entered the action in World War I so he joined the army where he rose to the rank of Colonel. When the war was over he came back to help Mrs. Holt run the camp again. After he took over, he actually closed the camp for two summers at the height of World War II because he felt it was his patriotic duty to get back into the action to stop Hitler. The army was, apparently, less enthused than he was - they had plenty of ranking officers - it was the “cannon fodder” grunts they were short on. Nevertheless, they accepted him back on the condition he accept a demotion to Captain, which he did.”

“From what I have heard, Elwell had expected to see action when he re-upped but ended up working in an office somewhere far from the action. After two rather frustrating years he decided he would return to civilian life and moved back to New Hampshire and reopened the camp.”

William Baird Hart

In the early 60s, after Elwell died the camp fell on hard times. In 1962, a group of ex-campers, including US Senator John Heinz and an FBI Agent named William Baird Hart formed a nonprofit foundation to save the camp. The old campers could not bear to see “the Colonel’s” legacy tarnished and they knew how important the camp was to their own personal development so they formed the Holt-Elwell Foundation and purchased the camp. Bill Hart agreed to leave the FBI and take over as director and for more than two decades he ran Mowglis and established it as a non-profit powerhouse among camps.

The three walked back to the Prius and moved it across the road to the trailhead parking, where it would be less noticeable, and packed their backpacks by the light of their headlamps. “We’ll hike in just far enough to be legal and camp for the night.” Daniel said. Then we’ll hike over Bear Mountain and Sugarloaf tomorrow and camp on top of Oregon Mountain.”

“Not that I’m worried about breaking the law at this point,” Sasha said, “but is it legal to camp on the summit?”

“This range gets quite a bit of summer traffic from day hikers,” said Daniel “but very few backpack along it. So it’s not highly restricted. I suspect we won’t see a soul for the next few days until we get to the summit of Cardigan. I’m counting on finding someone, after we get down from Cardigan, who can give me, or the three of us, a ride back to the car.” With supplies for the next four or five days, headlamps lit, the three set out on the Elwell Trail watching for a flat spot where they could put up their tent.

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Wayne King’s New Novel Echos New Hampshire’s Own Ongoing Battle Over Northern Pass

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1/23/18

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“Sacred Trust” Now Available in Bookstores and on Amazon

Wayne King’s New Novel Echos New Hampshire’s Own Ongoing Battle Over Northern Pass

If the cover of “Sacred Trust”, created by Mike Marland, doesn’t clue you in, it won’t take long to realize that this novel is written as a vicarious homage to New Hampshire’s own ongoing battle over the controversial “Northern Pass” project and other similar projects.

Author, former State Senator and 1994 Democratic Gubernatorial nominee Wayne D. King adroitly weaves a story with a familiar ring . . . the clash of ordinary people confronting money and power in an epic battle to protect the land they love.

“Sacred Trust” is the tale of a rollicking campaign of civil disobedience against a private powerline, pitting nine unlikely environmental patriots, calling themselves “The Trust”, against the “Granite Skyway” transmission line and its powerful, well-connected consortium of investors.

With an obvious deep fondness for both the people and the land, King weaves a fast-paced tale filled with both real and fictional stories from the political world and life in the Granite State.  In a rich tableau that includes sometimes hilarious and sometimes hair-raising stories of Senators driving North in a Southbound Interstate lane after a night of drinking at the Highway Hotel; Doctors sneaking a pregnant Llama into a hospital surgical ward for ACL surgery; A bear and a boy eating from the same blueberry patch atop Mount Cardigan as his father, the Ranger, watches helplessly from the fire tower, and more.

Among the heroes of the story is Sasha Brandt, an Iroquois woman from Canada. While hiking the Mahoosuc Range of the Appalachian Trail with her companion - a wolf named Cochise - Brandt meets Daniel Roy, a New Hampshire “boy” and now a guide and outdoorsman. After a unique first encounter they continue their trip together, eventually finding themselves camping with an unusual assortment of people including a former Olympic paddler, a conservative deer farmer, a retired spook, sidelined when he became the first US victim of Lyme disease; and an iconoclast and former Army Ranger named Thomas who lives in multiple backwoods abodes in the Great North Woods and rides a moose named Metallak – aptly named for the “Lone Survivor of the Megalloway” tribe, who in the late 1800’s was reputed to ride a moose himself.

The group quickly discovers that – despite their very broad range of ideological beliefs - they are united in their deep concern about the Consortium’s proposal to bisect the most beautiful parts of the state with massive 150 foot towers and clear cut forests for the sole purpose of transporting electricity from Canada to more affluent markets beyond its borders.  Like Oligarchs of the Gilded Age who minimized their costs by creating a legacy of polluted land and water, these modern Oligarchs stand to reap 100% of the benefits while passing off a large portion of their costs through the generations-long visual pollution of the public commons and all the economic shockwaves that result.

Determined to do more than shuffle papers and employ lawyers, the compatriots form a band of brothers and sisters - along with Cochise and Metallak. Armed with only their wits and a lot of heart they embark on a rollicking campaign of civil disobedience that would make Thoreau and Dr. King proud.

Although “Sacred Trust” is a work of fiction, King says that educators will find the novel a great classroom resource as well. Adding a new dimension and lively discussion to classes on the emergence of the renewable energy era, sustainability, and the American tradition of protest and its place in an “Era of Terrorism”.

“in the coming “Age of Electricity” “ King says, “a principal battleground will be over who controls the production and distribution of electric power. Across America today, the battle lines are being drawn. Utility companies, many in an existential battle for survival, are pitted against advocates of a new distributed energy paradigm where small, renewable power sources replace today’s large electricity generation plants.”

“Most Americans” King asserts, “notice that things are changing, but have yet to fully grasp what a sea change in life it will be for every American.”

“Sacred Trust” follows the trail of heroic citizens banding together to stop one especially egregious powerline. The citizens who stand to lose most are dead set against the project . . . but the political winds are against them. It is in this setting The Trust takes on the Consortium.

As the actions of The Trust gain traction and momentum, other citizens join in support including a wave of supporters on social media; “The Gazetteers”, a group of citizen activists writing in the style of the Federalist Papers; and journalists including one business writer who weaves together details of the historic record leading his readers through a virtual primer on the evolution of a post-carbon energy paradigm beginning with the 1972 election of Jimmy Carter and the passage of the National Energy Policy Act into which NH Senator John Durkin inserted an eight word amendment that rocked the world.

"Sacred Trust" is a hilarious and vicarious, high voltage campaign to stop the “Granite Skyway” leading the reader through the hijinks of The Trust, and the series of choices we all are currently confronted in the emerging “Age of Electricity”.

For each of the members of The Trust it is a sacred campaign fought against an impending legacy of steel towers and scarred lands - an existential threat to an entire way of life. The Trust is all that stands between the people and their worst fears . . . and they are willing to pay any price to prevail. 

                                                             

“Sacred Trust”

Paperback: 354 pages

Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform

ISBN-10: 1981490302

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Price: $14.95*

Sacred Trust Kindle eBook

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