I’ve had this one on the shelf since doing my interview with Earl Kemp for Sin-a-Rama in summer 2004, a strange hot summer where I was going through a transition in my life (breaking up with my live-in girlfriend to be with another woman) and beginning another round of obsession for vintage sleaze.
D. Barry Linder was one of Linda DuBreuil’s many pen names, this one for Greenleaf Classics. Earl Kemp calls her “the queen of porn” in those days.
She was a real doll…the pornography grandmother…wise beyond her years and younger than springtime. She had curly hair and was rather small and built around a tightly wound, tiny skeleton. She was one of those amorphous types who could be 30 as easily as she could be 60, but was really somewhere in between.
Linda lived in Zapopan, a suburb of Guadalajara that was directly opposite all the way across town from Ajijic, the Guadalajara suburb where I lived. Fortunately there was a long, wide-sweeping bypass highway known as the Periferrico for people who had rather not do all that city driving. In those days in the absolutely free and uninhibited ‘sixties, it was quite a pleasant drive through the countryside just getting to her house.
