I was born in Johnson City, Tennessee; I grew up in a place everyone simply called Cash Hollow, so yes, it is a real place.

Cash Hollow

It is a short strip of road nestled between hills cutting through between two streets, Lake View and Austin springs. I grew up in the heart of the '80s; that was my era and, in my opinion, one of the best times for a young man to grow up. And for the most part, Cash Hollow was an unusual place to grow up; first, it already had a terrible reputation for being a place of crime and violence dating back to the thirties and forties; in fact, my father had found some old Johnson city press newspapers of that period and peppered throughout the papers was crimes relating to Cash Hollow road.

Along with Cash Hollow, several offshoot hollows go deeper into the wooded terrain and up to places with sand dunes and clay mud mountains. The place has always been an anomaly to me. During my formative years there, I saw animals larger than most of their kinds found in other areas, snakes everywhere, poisonous and none, otters, white owls, bobcats, and many other creatures such as prehistoric-looking mud turtles and giant spiders.

But there is one place in Cash Hollow that has always fascinated me. It revolves around an enormous house built way back and up the mountain inside on the road called Mosier rd. It was a house built by a wealthy man, but then he ran out of money, or so the legend goes, and the place just sits unfinished; some say haunted, which is the inspiration for the book you are about to listen to. This story follows some of the legends and ghost stories that have been told over the years, so it could be accurate. Still for me, I have to admit I did experience things in that hollow that I could never explain. So I decided to add those stories into the Shadow man of Cash Hollow; well, I won't keep you any longer; just remember some of this actually happened.

Tim Simpson Jan 1, 2023.