James Goetz Florida Chronicles- Introduction

THE JAMES GOETZ CHRONICLES

The James Goetz Chronicles are set in the late 1800’s and based purely on fiction. Any reference or similarities to any person or event is purely on fiction.

Stories are focused around James Goetz, a doctor of Chiropractic any chiropractic philosopher and detective. Dr. Goetz was born and raised by his parents, who emigrated from the Ukraine in order to provide a better life for their son. After the Goetz family arrival in Ellis Island, they settled in New Jersey, where his parents reside today.

“Professor Goetz”, as James’ Father is aptly known, was promptly hired as a nuclear physicist with the United States government. Professor Goetz was well ahead of his time in his research and development. It was highly suspected that Albert Einstein reconstructed most of his patent ideas a few years later.

James Goetz’s mother, ”Duchess” after moving to the United States, became a United States government spy, stationed in Ireland and travels back to the Ukraine as well as Florida.

James Goetz is a well-educated recluse. He left home in New Jersey when he was seventeen in order to pursue a higher education. He was accepted into and graduated from Yale. During his four-year education, Goetz, Goetz lived in Bridgeport; he would stroll down towards the University of Bridgeport to meet with the great showman, P.T. Barnum. Through Barnum, Goetz met both D.D. Palmer and his son B.J. Palmer, the “founder” of Chiropractic.

Goetz quickly fell in love with the chiropractic profession and began to

Practice on his fellow Yale classmates. What he enjoyed most of all with the chiropractic profession was the mystery and intrigue of diagnosis. It was a mystery. Without cutting open the human body, Goetz found he could piece together the clues necessary to solve the mysteries of the human body.

When his mother was in the United States, Goetz loved to visit her in Tampa, Florida. She lived on a lake and her house was positioned

On ten acres of land, Goetz enjoyed Florida, especially in the cooler months when the temperature was down to seventy degrees. The summer months in Florida were always past hot. Even though the eldest Goetz had invented and utilized their own private air conditioning, the summer heat was just ghastly

One particular hot summer Florida day, James Goetz was swimming in the lake. It was a wonderful reprieve from working the land. His plan for the day was to practice his chiropractic technique before returning to Connecticut later that week. He was satisfied to have an opportunity to stop by their New Jersey home on the way.

After drying off from the lake, he walked up the hill into his mothers, off grid Tampa, Florida home. Something was not right. It was silent, There we no sounds of his mother moving about. Where could she be? “Mom”?

“Mother”? he bellowed. There was nothing but silence.

As the soon to be doctor Goetz moved into his mothers’ study, he noticed a very large dagger protruding from the hardwood flooring. He carefully moved toward it, realizing it was safe to read. Without touching the knife, he read the words, hastily scribbled on the parchment. They simply said, “Picked up mail”

What did this mean?  What was this in reference to? The only person who may know is his father, the professor. It would take a few days ride from Florida to New Jersey? Goetz knew he could not make haste and had to hurry. He hopped on his horse and began his journey through Florida and the Deep South towards home in New Jersey.

Scurrying into the Goetz Family home, James found his father and quickly told him what happened. His father informed him to return to school in Connecticut and that he would take care of things. When James returned from school in winter, his mother should return.

Following the professors’ orders, he returned to his school residence in Bridgeport, but refused to allow his mother, United States special agent/spy or not, go missing?  Who picked up the mail?

James Goetz Florida Chronicles- Russian Terminator

Professor Goetz had been a recluse for the last year. He began to look gaunt, scraggly and his bathing habits were called into question. James Goetz was noticing the lack of self-care his father was applying. Some thought professor Goetz might have been stricken ill. Others may have been led to think a sickness of the mind was at hand. In reality, young James Goetz knew the truth. The truth was his father was burning the midnight oil from both sides of a candle. Professor Goetz was holed up in his New Jersey laboratory once again. The United States Government was concerned of another internal conflict. The thought of further civil war would decimate them and perhaps even leave them susceptible to outside forces such as Great Britain looking to regain their colonies as they had done this country, or the emerging powers of Russia or Germany. If such chaos from a young man spraying graffiti or blowing up Bridgeport, Connecticut as recently occurred, was so simple to accomplish, surely a manner to prevent this again was necessary. This is why Goetz had been once again commissioned to save the world.

Busy in the private New Jersey Goetz laboratory, James Goetz was watching his father craft fully build a large metal object. Young James Goetz was intrigued by the complexity of this weapon. By the looks of it, the appearance was almost human, only it was made of metal. A table in the Goetz New Jersey was covered in complex spaghetti-like metal called wires.

Professor Goetz put it together and turned it on. This eight foot tall, human-like machine stood attentively. Professor Goetz told it to walk forwards. This large machine proceeded forward. Professor Goetz commanded it to stop. Young James Goetz watched this machine stop.

Chiropractor James Goetz inquired to his father the source of power of this machine. Professor Goetz chuckled, “remember the Lakeland diamond”? How was this possible?  The Lakeland diamond had caused so much trouble. It caused deranged postal service men to come out of the woodwork. It caused politicians to lie, cheat, and steal. It almost caused an international incident. I thought the Lakeland diamond was sent back to its motherland to prevent another incident,  questioned young James Goetz. “It was, but due to escalating tensions in the world, the President of the United States commissioned your mother to bring it back and hide it in Florida.” She did”, said professor Goetz.

Professor Goetz had traveled down to Florida while young James Goetz had been at school in Bridgeport, Connecticut, bring it back to his New Jersey lab in order to create a robot that could be weaponized and bring peace to the United States. Only the Lakeland diamond diamond was the right size and shape with the necessary power to bring to life an inaminate object as big and powerful as this robot.

Young James Goetz now had a very serious concern and that concern was the United States using it, instead of defense for offense.

The robot was now fully functional. It was time Professor Goetz transported his creation from New Jersey to Washington, D.C. While Goetz created it, he did so for the United States government. The robot belonged to them. What they did with it may have been a great conceren to James Goetz New Jersey, but there was absolutely nothing he could do about itother than put his total and utter faith in the United States government and gthe President to do the right thing. The robot was designed for peace. Hopefully, this is what it would stand for. In a world that is becoming smaller and smaller and more unstable, peace woud onlyu last so long. Hopefully lang would be subjective to that of a small child and not an elderly statesman who keeps wondering “where did all that time go?”

James Goetz returned to Bridgeport, Connecticut from New Jersey to finish school

James Goetz Florida Chronicles- Russian Nukes

James Goetz was pacing about in his apartment in Bridgeport. He was filled with anxiety and not sure what to do. His grades at the University were excellent. His family was in good health, though living quite an exciting life in just a couple of weeks, James Goetz would be unemployed. All of his work has paid off. All of his skills had been honed, re-honed, and honed once again. Patients were lined up out of the door and around the block to see student doctor Goetz. Yet in a few short weeks, it would all be over, as he will be graduating school to go from student doctor Goetz to doctor Goetz. He felt the pressure, but there was nothing to be done. As long as the earth continued to rotate around the sun, time will naturally pass and James Goetz will graduate from the University.

A knock on the door produced a welcomed distraction. It was h is mother and father, the Duchess and the professor. Early for graduation?” commented young James Goetz. “No, we came up from Florida to see you for a very specific reason,” stated the professor. James Goetz did not even realize his parents were in Florida. Florida, New York, New Jersey, Ireland, Spain, China or Antarctica, his parents could be anywhere. How often does a young man have a mother who is an international spy and a father who is a professor of advanced technologies?” Nonetheless, they were now in Connecticut and obviously were concerned.

The professor had been working on a super advanced technology. He had the idea that he cold release extreme power and force of an atom, people cold power entire cities off of that one single atom. After years of work and advanced research, he made this possible. Professor Goetz called it, atomic energy. Unfortunately, those he worked for at the United States government had ulterior motives as well. They believed that one could not only power cities, but destroy them as well. Even more concerning was he fact that a Russian spy who was embedded deep within the United States government has stolen the plans for this technology. These plans had to be recovered and if this technology could not be utilized for good must unfortunately be destroyed.

The Duchess, Mrs. Goetz, had a strong lead. Vladimir Boycheko was a professor who worked at the United States Bureau of Secrets, a top-secret operation, not even known to the president, for the last five years. Last week, he disappeared, as did the plans. Intelligence shows he has been unable to leave the country and is expected to be somewhere near Hoboken, New Jersey. An operation has been established to bring him out of hiding.

The world was in harms way. James Goetz, but a student, was being called upon to help his parents save lives and in essence, save the world.

Boycheko knew Professor Goetz. He did not know the younger Goetz.  The Duchess knew Boycheko’s profile. A direct boat ride to Russia was to be scheduled that week. It was up to James Goetz to ensure Boycheko knew of it. Duchess Goetz was to apprehend the plans after Professor Goetz; Boycheko’s colleague would have him out of his room long enough. Once the plans were apprehended they would lower themselves into the water on a lifeboat and row it back to New Jersey.

Easily enough, all went without a hitch. James Goetz positioned himself near the ticket window at the shipyard, talking loudly about a direct trip to Russia. Boycheko bit the bait.

While onboard, Professor Goetz conveniently bumped into his Russian colleague and invited him for some Irish whiskey. As they spoke on the main deck, the Duchesss snuck into Boychoko’s room, finding the plans as day in his suitcase. She brought them t an emergency boat, where James Goetz awaited. What seemed like forever, a lightly slurring professor made his way to the boat.

James Goetz took the liberty of rowing his parents back home to New Jersey.  He had to get back to Connecticut for he had his final few weeks of class ahead.

James Goetz Florida Chronicles- Whisper of the Cat Man

Sitting calmly on a New Jersey picnic table bench sat a middle age man. His hair was short and grey, cut in a military-like-appearance. His skin was red from over exposure to the sun. He sat with an effeminate leg cross with his right over left. He carefully observed the world as he pet a scraggly looking, light orange feline. She did not mind the attention. He appeared to enjoy the company. He continued to mumble to himself. His words were not quite distinguishable. Yet, in his genius mind, he was working on perhaps the largest bank heist in history.

Also in New Jersey was a thought provoked James Goetz. Stream was almost coming off of James Goetz’s head by this point. He was thinking hard. “Where in Connecticut is my final paper”? James Goetz was retracing his steps. He had written his final paper for the University in Connecticut, a week prior. He then traveled home to New Jersey for the weekend. He thought he brought the paper with him, but cold not find it anywhere. Therefore, it must be in Connecticut, not New Jersey. The paper was due Monday morning and young James Goetz had no intention of leaving New Jersey for Bridgeport early. Hopefully, his paper would turn up. James Goetz decided to take a quick yet not too brief of a break from looking. He went to grab a snack from the icebox. To his surprise, James Goetz was staring directly at his paper! There was

No point at trying to determine how it got there. He found it, his mind cold be at ease. There were more important things to think about, like graduating.

With his paper now found, James Goetz would be able to enjoy one more New Jersey evening before departing for class in Connecticut. The next morning.  He decided to take a stroll through the park. The leaves were still full on the trees. The grass was overgrown. The evening was humid, but the humidity was cut by a nice cool easterly sea breeze.

James Goetz noticed a particularly peculiar man speaking to a cat. Normally, he would have let the odd visual simply be. However, he had not seen this man before and he was pretty close to his house. In seeing the oddities of late, with the postal mailman, the senator, crazy militants and the wacko German kid, Goetz was highly suspicious.

Learning from his mother, he patiently waited for this catman to leave, He then pursued him at a distance with extreme caution. As the man walked past the local bank, he paused, stared at it, then appeared to pull out a writing utensil and parchment and began documenting something.

Around the same time, a lady walked by telling James Goetz the man has been in front of that back making notes at that very time each night for the past two evenings.

Student doctor James Goetz found this an interesting diagnosis. Differential diagnoses state this catman was planning a robbery or drawing the building. Considering he was writing with only his hand behind the parchment, a robbery was being planned.

The Duchess was for too far away to contact. It appeared it was up to young James Goetz. He was going to be late back to Bridgeport to get to class. If he stopped the robbery, hopefully he will have his absence excused. If he was wrong, not good.

James Goetz visits the bank first thing in the morning, speaking with the bank manager of the proposed heist. Later that evening, the catman enters the vault and freeze. The entire police force was waiting for him.

James Goetz sat comfortably in Bridgeport; a cool sea breeze was blowing though the window. A smile was on his face as he read his clinical neuroanatomy textbook. His absence was excused.

James Goetz Florida Chronicles- The Connecticut Connection Part 2

Professor Goetz had received an odd telegram in Florida. It requested his prescience in New York for a meeting between the top scientists in the world. However, it was not from his employer, the United States Government, it was signed with a swastika. Curious and bored, Professor Goetz decided to attend this meeting.

The professor arrives at the address in New York at the date and time indicated on his invite. The room was filled with some of the brightest minds in the world today. Was everyone else as curious and bored as Professor Goetz?  A short young man, more aptly young teenager began the meeting. He was not affiliated with the United States or any country in North America. He had an extremely thick German accent. As he went on with his vision, he discussed creating a utopian society and needed a peace weapon that would ensure no nation would ever want it launched. 

While this made sense a true psychopath could surely use it for their benefit of world domination. What was the link between his signature on the letter and the graffiti on the eastern United States seaboard from Connecticut to New Jersey to Florida?

Professor Goetz entered the house, he was startled to find his son, James, sitting and writing in the living room. As classes at the University were still cancelled, James Goetz sat patiently in New Jersey reading and writing about chiropractic theory while taking breaks from time to time to analyze the swastika graffiti.

The description given by the multiple clerks at the paint stores from Bridgeport to New Jersey all appeared to match that of the kid who made the presentation to Professor Goetz and the other world class scientists. This kid was certainly up to something. He was leaving his mark all over the United States and looking to create the most powerful weapon ever devised by man. The next morning the newspaper headlines were glaring. It stated there was a swastika flag now flying over Bridgeport, Connecticut!!! This was of course short lived to be replaced by the United States flag. Was the kid at it again?

Young James Goetz and his father, Professor Goetz, quickly made haste to Connecticut. As they owned they found the state building, the one, which just the day previous was vandalized with a swastika fled, was left in the rubbles.

James Goetz realized quickly this kid was not simply a mischievous delinquent, but a wolf bent on domination.  He had to be stopped. He had to be found.

The two Goetz men believed they knew where the kid cold be found. They went to the local ice cream shop in Bridgeport on Main Street and waited. Sure enough, in walks the kid.

James Goetz commented that no pain or explosives cold be found at an ice cream shop. Professor Goetz informed this kid that no scientist would ever create a weapon that he wanted.

The kid turned and ran out. He did not re-emerge for another forty years.