Sarah Peterson-Camacho

Until Death Do Us Part: A Love Story of the Supernatural

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho
But from the moment William Chester Spence married Lulu Holden Klamroth Dodd in Oakland, California, on Wednesday, July 29, 1925, it was a match made for the hereafter. The widowed carpenter, 47, and the twice-divorced medium, 52, shared a passion for the paranormal, and by the time of their marriage, they had seen enough of life to know that the Other Side was never very far away.

The Haunted Palace: Wayward Spirits of a Bad-Luck Bordello

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho
Forty-eight hours before he was murdered, Percy Williams was living large on the last night of September, 1890.
The favorite son of a former Attorney General of California, Williams was all of 26 years old, wealthy, married, with an infant already in the ground, since the previous February—but here he was at the Palace, Stockton’s premier bordello, cozying up to madam Dora Russell on El Dorado Street…only several blocks from the mansion where his young wife Bessie slept alone in their cold marital bed.

Slain on Lovers Lane: The Century-Old Double Murder of Jazz-Age Lovebirds, Part 2

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho

Cradling the rose quartz pendulum in the palm of my hand, I gingerly picked my way across the dusty, uneven terrain of Sanger’s Bethel Cemetery, my darting eyes peeled for gopher holes. It was a beautiful day for a séance in a deserted country graveyard: a breezy, cloudless summer afternoon, unseasonably cool for the middle of a Central California July. And yet my palm was sweaty, sticking to the pendulum, and I felt oddly self-conscious.

Slain on Lovers Lane: The Century-Old Double Murder of Jazz-Age Lovebirds, Part 1

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho

Forty-nine feet was all she had. From the moment he put two bullets in her boyfriend’s brain, Pauline Grass had only 49 steps left to take.
A balmy summer night out on the town in Alex’s new auto, cruising the countryside under a full, white-hot moon, slipping out to that secluded spot by Haig Tusoosian’s vineyards. Climbing into the backseat to christen upholstery so new it squeaked, and steaming up the glass in a heady potpourri of sweat, smeared lipstick, and Alex’s aftershave. Losing herself in his kiss…

Back to the Future (of Gaming): Fresno’s GoBack Gaming

by Sarah Peterson-Camacho

There’s a new game in town—a game store, that is! Fresno’s Tower District is now home to GoBack Gaming, a throwback game shop big on 90s nostalgia and classic trading card games. Kings River Life caught up with owners Victor Gutierrez and Yvonne Stever to chat about Pokémon, the 90s heyday of trading cards, and the future of going back.