Sounds like the way Dick Francis sets up his novels. If you ever
want to know about the “shadier” side of this trade, drop me a line.
I’ve worked the sweatshops with illegal immigrants, worked for store
owners with “sideline” businesses that I didn’t want to know the
details of, worked for madmen, gamblers, you name it. I’ve known
jewelers who were drunks, drug addicts, and other sorts of
miscreants. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not of the criminal element.
I was just a naive young man in search of meaninful work and I moved
around a lot. Also, I lived in Detroit, a city with plenty of
"character" and plenty of “characters”. I’ve got a lot of strange
stories, but I can’t vouch for the veracity of all of it. It’s a
creative field, you know. Check out a book called “Kitchen
Confidential”. It’s not about jewelers, it’s about chefs, and if
there ever was a parellel to the lifestyle of the retail jeweler, a
chef’s life is it. Best of luck.
David L. Huffman, jeweler and, on occaission, bearer of tall tales.