By Gone Daze

Small Towns can have big secrets. The “By gone Daze” salvage yard has been in Red’s Family for three generations. His Grand Pappy acquired the land after a church abandoned it and they've since piled materials from nearby businesses and the regions antebellum mansions creating a collector’s paradise. It’s what’s below these items that the oldest of collector’s is interested in and he’s come-a-callin. A horror story written to be read aloud: A gentle giant known as “Red” along with his two junkyard dogs, “Fat” and “Moonshine”, encounter a mysterious man dressed in black with a stove-top hat and money to spend at their salvage yard. By Gone Daze: A Horror Story by WllM Worth, will remain in your mind just as it has for the Author since the first time he visited the actual place.

Small Towns can have Big Secrets. The story behind and beneath the By Gone Daze Salvage Yard that Red Gambly inherited from his Pappy and Grand Pappy has come back to haunt him or at least to buy a few things. The gentle giant known as “Red” along with his two junkyard dogs, “Fat” and “Moonshine”, encounter a mysterious man dressed in black with a stove-top hat. This horror story with a special regard for Dog Lovers is meant to be read aloud. Written in the oldest of formats known as “Rote”, the origin of storytelling before common man had the ability to write. No chapters, no titles and the unique voices of its characters heard in their dialect and actions, both human and canine. Meet the mysterious man who keeps leaving deep rectangular holes in the ground after each visit to the Salvage Yard, learn the town’s secrets and pray for those we care about. By Gone Daze , A Horror Story by WllM Worth, will remain in your mind just as it has for the Author since the first time he visited the actual place.

WllM Worth has lived in the Mid-West and West Coast traveling often during his research. His writings include “Jona: Autobiography of an Exorcist” “Between Heaven and Hell” “By Gone Daze” and the censured quatrain style poem titled “My first conversation with Lucifer when I knew that it was him.” “At age nine I received the rite of exorcism which left me with a desire to study and write about the supernatural aspects of religion. At age thirteen most of my writings and notebooks were taken by the priests, under the direction of the Archdiocese, whom had helped me throughout my life. I understand their protective action as I was a confused child and not yet able to weather the storm that could have followed the ink of one so young. Several funerals later including the priests of my childhood and those of my parents, who died two weeks apart, prompted dream memories and omens’ signaling it was time for me to put pen to paper once again.”