The idea for part of the plot of Irish Chain had its origins in 1984 when I taught a weekly crafts class at a retirement home in Covina, California.   My youngest class member was somewhere in her seventies and my oldest was ninety-eight.   I was going through some personal problems at the time and they avidly followed the progress of those problems, dispensing sage advice mixed with a large dose of good humor.   They learned a lot of new crafts from me, but what I learned from them was much more valuable.   I learned that life doesn't stop when you enter a retirement home -- there are intrigues, gossip, fierce loyalties, practical jokes, petty jealousies, fist fights and even romance among the residents.   In other words, they didn't stop being human just because they got older.
        The idea of a murder happening at a retirement home's "Senior Prom" came from a newspaper article in the Orange County Register about high school students who, as a school project, put on a prom for a local retirement home.   I get a lot of my plot ideas from the newspaper -- not from the big dramatic articles, but from the little filler human interest stories.   I have a whole pasteboard box full of articles I've collected that are potential jumping off points for stories.
     The part of Irish Chain that involves the treatment of the Japanese-Americans during WWII was also sparked by a newspaper article in a central coast newspaper, but it actually had its birth in the late 1970's when I worked for an insurance company in Pasadena.   One of the ladies I worked with was Japanese-American.   Somehow she and I got on the subject of internment camps and she told me she'd lived in one when she was a girl.   She and her family were sent first to the Santa Anita Racetrack to live in the stables and then to an internment camp in Arizona.   I asked her how she felt about it and she said at the time it seemed a great adventure because she was just a child and didn't really have any idea what it was all about.   I remember thinking at the time why wasn't I taught that in school?   Fifteen years later, I finally got the chance to write about it.
     I set Irish Chain during Mardi Gras season because that's a very popular time of year for San Luis Obispo.   They claim they have the biggest Mardi Gras celebration of any place outside of Louisiana.   Their Mardi Gras parade, though not as big as those in "Cajun Country", is certainly as elaborate and impressive.
      This is the real historical museum in San Luis Obispo.   It is actually an old Carnegie library building just like I say in many of the books.   I've found lots of ideas in the exhibits and books there.   It is very close to the mission.
Here's the front door
of the Olde Port Inn -- the restaurant that inspired me to invent the one
where Benni meets her on-the-run cousin, Rita, at Port San Patricio (which
is actually Port San Luis). It's a fun restaurant that has glass
tables that look down into the ocean where you can see your potential dinner
swim by.
Here's a picture
of the cemetery in San Luis Obispo. It is the place in my imagination
where Jack, Benni's first husband, and her mother are
buried. It is on South Higuera street right across from the
Elks Lodge.