Goodreau Doll

On cold winter nights when the house and trees snuggled beneath blankets of snow,
we would gather around the fireplace and our grandfather would tell us a wonderful tale.
Like any good story there was good and evil, laughter and sadness, heroics and cowardice.
Unlike many stories, it is all on one estate and sometimes all in one person.

As my grandfather told it, there was an old estate built by the town’s founding family.
Some townspeople claimed to have visited the estate, but no one actually knew where it was nor
how to get there. By the time we heard the stories, the origins of the founding family were more
fairytale than fact. For generations they had been verbally passed from townsperson to townsperson
molding themselves to the storytellers imagination.
My grandfather had spent hours in his youth researching and distilling the legend to the most
accurate account possible; however, no written records of the town’s origins had managed to survive
over the years. The facts had to be extracted from oblique references in articles and letters,
piecing together rumors that had been whispered between friends and innuendo which only hinted at the
truth behind the secrets of Legerdemain.
It was as though he must unravel a grand scheme to keep the estate a mystery.
My grandfather, determined and ingenious was never discouraged.
He managed to uncover enough pieces to draw a beautiful, interesting and sometimes frightening picture which
he shared with us by the fire. So that it will not be lost in obscurity, we have brought the wonderful character
to life and are sharing them and their story with you…